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No Cameras Allowed

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Jacob liked to observe things and take photos. He was so good at them that he became a professional photographer. If it exists, there’s high chance he has a picture of it on his camera. He cherished his camera more than anything and that made him sort of a loner. One day Jacob heard of some new archaeological finds being taken to a local museum. It was his chance to get photos of them. He packed his things and left for the place. There were so many amazing ancient artworks on display but one caught his eye. It was called the “Dum tu dormies”. Jacob stepped up to it to take a photo but was saddened to see that the warning “No Cameras Allowed” was placed near it. John looked around, disregarded the warning and took the photo anyway. His camera seemed to malfunction a bit after the picture loaded. He had no time to fully inspect the photo so he went home. Jacob’s camera was mighty expensive when he bought it so he takes extra care when handling it. He keeps it in a locker under his bed secured with a very obscure pin. He got home, took care of some things, and safely kept his camera in the locker and went to sleep.
Jacob woke up and was ready to inspect the photo he took. Something was wrong, there was a new photo. He opened it up and his expression turned to one of shock and horror for it was a photo of him – sleeping.

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