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Curse carries on...

If Fred and Albert aren't going to listen, you need a third party. Rick, he would.... but he has pictures taken of him too. You rush over to the pile. However, you see Rick still normal in the frames. Why didn't it effect him? Albert had said something about when it was you using the camera. Maybe that is why, Rick took Albert and Fred's Picture, so maybe the camera only has an effect when regular people use it. Fits a curse standard, sort of.

You get a phone and call Rick, quickly explaining what is going on. He tells you he will be right over with the camera.

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By the time he has gotten over, things seem to have exacerbated. The picture in the photo has continued changing. Fred's muscular frame has kept developing, looking much like Albert does, if on a shorted body. Meanwhile, Albert's has continued to put on weight, the body builder now looking more like a sumo. Rick walks into the door, the first thing he sees is Fred trying to lift the table with one arm, failing, but convinced he has done it. "Can you believe this!" he says, looking at himself in the mirror. "Is he okay?" Rick says. You hand him the photo. "Yeash, yeah, this is weird. Didn't think a curse would go this way."

At that time Albert opens the door. He is panting, covered in sweat, and as he passes through the door he stops. "Crap... help, I'm stuck," he says, though there is nothing holding him in place. You look at the photo, seeing the fat version of Albert, and consider he probably thinks he is wedged by his 'growing' stomach. "Albert, your fine," says Rick, grabbing Albert's hand and pulling him into the house with ease, "This is all in your head."

"Ouuf," says Albert as he passes through, "Does this look like it's in my head?" He takes a hand full of air, lifting it up slightly. "I'm ruined!" he says, lifting his legs dramatically with effort, arms outstretched as if trying to balance a load, and waddles over to the couch, sitting down, "Look, my clothes are ruined, and I'm turning into a blob!".

"There is nothing there Albert," you say, though you know it's pointless. "The camera is making you think that you've gained weight, and Fred thinks he is getting muscular." Albert looks at Fred. "What's with him?" he says, as if he hadn't heard anything. You groan.

"Ok, how do we fix this?" you ask Rick.

"I don't know, I don't know anything about demon stuff." he says. "Tear up the photos? Break the Camera? Just... take it off them?" he says putting out random suggestions. He really has no idea.

Sighing, you consider the options. You don't know how damaging the photo will affect them, or breaking the camera. You don't know if taking more photos, either you or Rick, would be bad or good, and you don't know how to go about removing a curse you inadvertently placed, so what can you do?


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