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"This is a camera. It takes snapshots as all cameras do. However, this is not a real camera," said the seller, smiling.
The client frowned.
"This is a mind-reader."
The client chuckled.
"You don't believe it."
The client shook his head, a sneer on his lips.
"Whatever you do, don't press the red button. This is how it works."
The client held the camera and he just had to... Click.
A snapshot slowly slid out of the camera.
The last thing the seller saw, a mask of horror on his face, was his own death on the client's mind snapshot.
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