Did you really think that would work?

Ok, so there is a demon cursed camera on Fred's kitchen counter. What is the best course of action.

Well, obviously... "DESTROY!!!!" you yell, grabbing a meat tenderizer and running at it, stopping for a moment to turn the lens in a safe direction, before clobbering it, breaking it into as many pieces you can manage. There is the sound of broken glass and plastic as you pulverize it. Fred watches for a moment, then gets in on the action with a rolling pin, until there is nothing left that resembles the original camera.

Panting, you put the makeshift hammer down and get a broom, sweep up what is left, and dump it into the bin. "Well, that should take care of that," you say, dusting off your hands. "Man, that was almost as freaky as the demon." says Fred, as you two sit down on the couch, and reach for the remote...

And see the camera, undamaged, sitting in front of the TV. Fred literally jumps and lands behind the couch, while you gasp, then go to the bin and look inside. All the debris from the camera is gone. You walk back and look at the camera again. Somehow, you think your movie knowledge should have prepared you for something like this. Gulping, you go and get a cloth bag, and carefully place the Camera in it. Closing the bag and placing it on your shoulder.

"Ok..." you say, trying to think. "It's in the bag, so it shouldn't be able to take any pictures," you say, determined to keep anything from happening. "Maybe you should take it to Albert," suggests Fred, "Or at least get it... somewhere not here." You can tell this freaks him out. You wonder if that would be a good idea, but you still don't know what is actually going on with this thing, or you for that matter.

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