They shoot the white girl first.

The camera flashes, covering her in light that spills across her body- like blood does.

For a second the room goes silent like the soft press of a trigger before the bullet leaves the barrel.

But do not fear; for life can be dangerous but it is also a party.

“Relax my friend, this is just a party. the time for mystery will always come, there will always be people lurking, hiding in the darkness but you must find comfort in the unknown ”

The click, the light, the shot- was only the camera, only the captivities of memories.

The picture dispenses and this mystery is solved.

The camera was guilty, this I know for whoever stood in front of it froze, with a smile in the flashing of it’s lights.

June/24/2022