Prologue:

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The shadows of the abandoned mansion whispered secrets that had been buried for years.

I stood frozen, my heart pounding as I stared at the old camera resting on the dusty floor.
Fear, anger, and grief consumed me.

I never thought the person I trusted the most would be the reason behind all this pain.
The camera, once used to capture happy memories, had become the keeper of a terrible truth. It revealed the sins that no one could hide.

My friends had suffered because of one person's mistake. Innocent lives were taken, while the guilty walked free.

Not anymore.

The camera seemed to come alive in the darkness, as if it had been waiting for this moment. It was never just an ordinary camera.
It was justice.

Every click of the shutter brought him closer to the fate he deserved.

I looked into his terrified eyes as he begged for mercy.

"Suffer the consequences of your sins," I whispered. "Pay for the life you took."

The final shutter echoed through the mansion.
Then came the scream.

I watched as the flames swallowed him whole.
He died in agony.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I turned my back on the burning mansion.

"It's finally over..." I whispered.

Darkness slowly consumed my vision.

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Ps: Thank you for giving my first story a chance. I'm still new here, so every read, vote, and comment means the world to me. I hope you'll join me on this haunting journey. 🫶🏻

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