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And in the corner of the frame, a reflection: Leo. Alone. Holding the cursed camera. Checking the time.

A street. Night. A red car. And Derek, lying face down on the asphalt, a dark pool spreading from his head. The timestamp in the corner read: dudefilms.web

Then Sam’s voice, small and shaking: “Leo. The camera.” And in the corner of the frame, a reflection: Leo