PROJECT: BLOOD STAINS

Dirt Napp didn’t want to keep these.
He said the camera fought him when he tried to delete them.
Rooms with no lights. Furniture half-burned.
Stains — red, deep, smeared like someone left in a hurry. Or was dragged.
Some walls had prints.
Others had something worse — symbols he didn’t recognize. Or maybe they were just scratches.
One photo’s completely black.
But it still uploaded.
He hears it breathing at night.