Chapter 2. The tape

It was scary. Really. But I gathered all my will in a fist and little by little, quietly, began to come out from behind the turn of my room. I was also at the same time and interesting, what is it, well, or who it is.
There was no one behind the door. Well, in general, what was I counting on? I cautiously walked around the second floor. And not in vain.
On one of our dumbbells lay a camera. It was not big, and immediately stood out against the background of the house. I became very interested and ran to the room, walking back and putting on my gloves, I took the camera in my hands.
A regular camera. Nothing unusual. Well, I took a picture of the entrance to my room. Oh, I shouldn't have done that... The next second of looking at the photo was extremely frightening. I had never seen anything like this in my history as an opera singer. There was a monster in the photo. Yes, the monster was a girl with long black hair. The monster was sitting under the ceiling above the entrance to the room. Her head was turned upside down, and it would have been okay if her head had been on her shoulders like a human's, but instead, her head was hanging from a thin black string, and her black, tar-like eyes were staring directly at the camera. The room was filled with black splatters, similar to the game "Bendy and the Black Machine," but instead of ink, there was a substance that resembled black blood. I didn't recognize the house. It didn't seem like the same cozy home it had been a few days ago.