Emily spent every day in loneliness.
I was a only friend of such her.
One day, in order that I might make a photo book of her and her favorite place, I had a camera and decided to go to her favorite place with her.
A few days later, when I watched the photograph which oneself took…
I just have known the Emily's secret.
It's a fright.
I want to watch the thing which I do not want to watch.
I want to know the thing which I do not want to know.
I want to touch the thing which I do not want to touch.
It is human instinct.
I become their feeling and want to think.