Why are we here in this dusty old store, again?
I need a camera for my photography class, remember?
Photography?! I thought you said “pornography”
I'm gonna go wait outside.
Yeah, sure. Go outside why don't ya.
Prick.
I couldn't help but overhear.
You say you want a camera?
Take it. It's free.
Whoa, free? What's the catch.
Just use it.
Thanks, man. Guess I owe you one.
That was fast.
Shopkeeper gave it to me for free.
Earthquake!
What the hell?
Guess they weren't paying their rent.
(camera shutter)
(Roger)
Okay, okay. Now take another.
How about like this?
Roger, I've taken like 50 photos of you.
One more, please? I'll take my shirt off.
Okay, ready? Go.
(clearing throat)
Ahh!
- Ahh!
I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
N-no, no. We're cool.
Is that your new camera, Carl?
Uh, yeah Liz. More like an old camera.
Got it from an antique shop for free.
Interesting.
Hey, let's take a group photo! It'll be fun.
(Carl)
Okay, it's going to go off in 3, 2 1...
(Roger)
Well? How'd they turn out?
I dunno...there must be something wrong with the camera.
What the hell is that?
(Carl)
Looks like an old lady.
I don't remember her being in the room with us.
She's in every picture.
Dude, there's something totally wrong with that camera.
You should take it back.
Take it back where? To the parking lot?
Ugh...these pictures are ruined. I totally wanted to post them on the Internet.
Let's show the Professor, maybe he'll know what's up.
It's just as I feared. Perenna.
Just as you feared? How long were you planning to be in fear without telling us?
It was when I saw your camera.
It looked familiar somehow.
So what's Perenna?
A woman from the late 19th century.
She was obsessed with getting her photos taken.
What happened to her?
She spent hours, days, weeks taking pictures of herself.
Eventually she ran out of film.
No one in her town knew how to develop photos, so she tried to develop them herself.
Then what happened?
She had no idea what to do.
She was so frustrated that she drank 3 gallons of developing fluid and died.
Oh my gosh!
So what did she have to do with this camera?
It is said that a camera matching the description of the one you're holding
is the exact same one she used to take all her photos.
Since she took thousands of photos of herself, her visage has been burned into the lens.
Imagine that.
Oh, and it's said that her spirit haunts it and whoever gets their photo taken with that camera will die in 12 hours.
I'm going to leave for awhile, see you all later.
What? Did he say we're going to die?!
In 12 hours?!
Damn. No wonder I got this for free.
(Liz)
What time is it?
A bit after 1:00.
You don't really think we'll die, do you?
It's just a stupid story, right?
The Professor thinks it's true.
Maybe he's out getting us something to fight Perenna's ghost.
Like the amethyst the Professor used on Wiglaf?
Yeah, the one you broke.
There's always multiple ways to solve a problem. Like in math!
Maybe we can mess with the camera.
That's a start!
(Roger)
Hey, it's glowy!
Oh crap, it's piranha!
Let's not be hasty. You don't really want to kill us!
The camera, Carl. Break it!
Okay.
Good job!
Uh, guys. She's still here.
Hey, let's just punch her.
No, don't touch her!
Professor!
Where the hell have you been?
The local library doing research on materius spectres.
And what'd you find?
That they have a weakness to...sound!
(blowing whistle)
Oh...well that was unexpected.
I'm all out of ideas, now.
Now what?
Hey, ghost bitch!
Yeah, you.
What the hell is your problem?
Going out and killing people who use your camera. What's up with that shit, huh?
Why don't you do something more constructive with your time.
Why don't you go home and find a hobby?
Maybe not photography, but how about knitting or, hell
just go home, watch tv, and eat potato chips.
Just do that, and leave us the (bleep) alone!
Well, that was something.
It seems that instead of one continuous loud noise, she responded to multiple short loud ones
i.e. Carl's vulgarities.
Who wants an early breakfast?!
I do!
