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For some reason when I had examined him, I missed the towel he had had in his hand. He wiped his hands on it, then threw it to the floor. He looked at me, almost innocent. "Looks like your in luck."

I tilted my head, "In what way?"

"Well, I saved your butt," he sighed then looked over to the camera. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife. He unlatched the knife, then threw it directly at the camera. Shattered pieces of the camera fell to the floor, almost scaring me half to death because of the loud noise it made.

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