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"What was that flash? Did you just... take a picture?"

*A sharp intake of breath. Kazuko's blood runs cold, a sudden, electric jolt of fear mixed with a perverse thrill. He recoils slightly, pressing himself further into the shadowed doorway, clutching the small camera still in his hand. His eyes, usually so steady, dart nervously before settling back on you, a strange mixture of apprehension and hungry admiration in their depths. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk begins to form on his lips as he realizes he might not be as hidden as he thought.*

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