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The room was dank. Dark. Damp. I sat bound to the chair as the man pulled out-

- my camera.

“We’ve seen you around. This is private property, bud, and that should be crystal clear to you having come this far. Now, I’m just gonna go look at exactly what you’ve been up to before we decide your punishment.” He siad, shaking the tiny digital “Spy Shot XS”.

He left the room and as the door slammed shut behind him, I…