First test

After waking up in the morning, Samir walked out of his room and, of course, not forgetting the camera. Before he went to school, he wanted to experiment with the camera more, so as soon as he saw his dad getting ready for work, he clicked.

His dad paused, just for a moment. Samir saw this and quickly asked, "Hey, Dad, don't you have to stay outside the house from today?"

"Huh? Yeah, uh, no. I do, but why?" Samir's dad thought the expression he had was telling that he wanted to believe, but he didn't know why.

CLICK!

"This house is stinking of old smell, you don't want to live here, right?" Samir poked cautiously. He wasn't aware of the full capabilities of the camera, and as much as he wanted to believe the ancient language in his mind, his fear was greater.

Let's take it slow; the payoff will be worth it. That's what he thought.

"This house is shit, I don't want to remain a second more here." His dad grunted, as if concluding. "I'll not be coming for a few days boy, make sure to not be a fucking garbage in the meantime."

Samir looked at him going away, and the house was now empty. He felt ecstatic at this success. Never had Samir thought that he would acquire such a peculiar device. Getting this camera will prove to be a more worthy endeavour than he ever imagined.

Samir walked out of the house with a purpose. He had some subjects that he would love to try his camera on, and both of them are related to just one person.

"Wait for me, Jack. You are in for a fucking shock, I'll make sure to make your life a living hell"