This is a story told to me by one of my neighbors.

“My husband and I were on vacation and having a great time. We made friends with a couple across the table from us one night when we were having dinner. They were quite sociable, and before the evening was over, we took pictures of them in memory of our wonderful time.

After we got back home and I had the pictures developed, the picture of the nice couple was not so wonderful. They had the most peculiar look about them that it made me terribly uncomfortable. They looked evil, and I got a feeling I had not gotten from being with them. It disturbed me so badly that I tore the picture up and through it out. The photograph had shown me something about them we did not learn in person.”