It was a dark, rainy night. Strong gusts of wind, windows rattling and clinking in the wind, a deserted house.
And then - unexpectedly - a crazy and bloodcurling scream from inside. A loneseome photographer had stumbled over his tripod.
Overwhelmed with irritation and confusion he set up a weird scenery and couldn't stop taking images.
Much later - being himself again and free of dread and pain - he found himself on some of the images taken in that scary night. A shadow of his former self. Are that the widely discussed side effects of enthusiastic photography ???
Don't be scared - time to play,