﻿Casket
There were strange things in the casket, covered with a thick layer of dust. When I look at her, sadness and bad premonition consume me. Is it because Lina disappeared?
Mountain photography
Last year, Lina and I went to this mountain. There we found someone's dirty rags and a tightly closed casket.
Old Camera
Old, shabby polaroid with a broken lid. Looking at it I understand how I love photography and everything connected with it: each device is like a living person with its own character.
Wineglass
A glass with an unusual pattern. The bottom is red as if recently there was fresh blood in this glass.
Chain
This seems to be a piece of chain. It has a reddish tint. It feels like I recently saw the same chain in a dream about a room with a black and white floor.
Doll
In some places, the doll seems to feel like stone when I touch, and the connectors click like bones. There is a chain on it, apparently broken.
Film
I can't understand what's going on in the most of the frames. However, on one of them you can see the figure of a man with a camera in his hands.
Branch
A wooden branch with bloody twigs that give it an ominous appearance. I would even use it as a props for a staged photo, but after Lina’s disappearance I’m still scared.
Rusty Lock
There is no key to this lock. Sometimes you hear something click inside, and it seems that it opens by itself. I need to be careful to not pinch my finger, I don’t want to be in it.
Candle
The candle was also in the box. It has a picture of the sun on it. A beautiful parallel: there is no sun in the dark, it is replaced by a candle. But it reeks of something pagan or occult.
