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Kharkiv. Shevchenko Park. Summer. There are many places here where you can stop and take a picture. A green bush stands on the lawn near the path. Amina, Grandma, and I lined up and asked a photographer working in the park to take a picture of us.

“Stand closer to each other, like this…” the photographer aimed.

“It’s so nice in the park…” Marianna thought. The sun was shining right into her face, and she felt at peace.

“You can pick up the photo in half an hour.”

At home, Marianna admired the photograph.

“What is that…?” On the right shoulder in the photo, something is visible: it looks like a pipe or a snake with its mouth wide open, but without teeth, only two vertical bars on the sides.

Marianna showed the photo to a friend in the student dormitory, and after looking at it, she said, “It’s from another dimension! It just appeared. If you want, I can send the photo to an expert.”

“No, no need, it might just be a film defect.”

Although deep inside, Marianna felt that this pipe was an observation device, meaning she was being watched from another dimension. By the way, the pipe resembled one from a cartoon, sticking out from a submarine when it’s underwater.