Exposing the Spy Film

With a group of high school friends, Harry and I explored an abandoned church located out in the country between our town and a nearby town. But that story will be a different post.

One day after that exploration, Harry, his mom, his brother, and I were headed to that nearby town. So one of suggested we show the abandoned church to his mom. We took the back roads and finally got to the church. We got out and were walking around the grounds when another car pulled up. An older guy got out and started talking to us. He seemed friendly, but in an awkward way. Before he left he asked if he could take our picture. For some reason we all stood in a group and smiled, he took a couple pictures, then he got in his car and left.

Then we realized, "Why would he need our picture?" Something didn't seem right. So we got in our car and the chase was on. We soon caught up to him and tailed him at a distance so he wouldn't know we were behind him.

We followed him down many country roads that I had never been on, a meandering route that ended up in that nearby town we were going to anyway. We continued following him through town until he turned into the parking lot of the very store we had been going to. He parked and walked into the store.

So Harry's mom parked her car next to this crazy guy's car. He had left his driver side window open. I got out of our car, reached into his car, and grabbed his camera that was lying in the front seat. I opened the film door and exposed the film to the bright sunlight for a few seconds, then closed the camera, put it back on the seat, and got in our car.

We drove to the other side of the lot and parked, did our shopping, and never did see or hear from that man again. It remains a mystery to this day who he was and why he wanted our picture.