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My coworker offered to help as well. She took the camera out of the plastic bag to start working on removing the roll of film while I grabbed the second roll to start developing the photos from the crash site. The pictures came through one at a time, each one more horrific than the last. The plane crashed in the middle of the woods, barreling through layers of trees before it hit the ground. Plane parts were everywhere. There was hardly anything left of the plane itself. There were pictures of each of the bodies of the four men who were on the plane. Their bodies were large, covered in blood. I could see their limbs disconnected and lying on the ground, far from where the bodies were. The men’s bodies were torn to pieces, just like the plane was. It was surreal. I checked back on the equipment settings a few times while the pictures were being developed, but I couldn’t look at all of them as they came through the machine. The last time I checked to see how close the roll was to being finished, I saw the last picture on the roll come through. It was a picture of one of the bodies lying on a table at the morgue. I packaged up the stack of pictures in an envelope with a huge lump in my throat. All of a sudden I wanted to un-see everything I just saw. But it was too late. As I handed the envelope to the police officer, my coworker handed me the second roll that she was able to remove from the broken camera. As I developed the film from the camera, I saw there were only four pictures taken on that roll of film. The first two were pictures of the four men standing next to their plane. Fishing gear in hand, huge joyful smiles on their faces, arms wrapped around each other for a group photo before taking off for a weekend fishing trip. All four of them looked like they were in their mid- to late-50s. The third was a photo taken on the plane by one of the men sitting in the front seat of the two men who were sitting in the back seat. The last photo was of the plane’s control panel. When the plane started to go down, before it crashed, one of the men took a picture of the control panel. He must have taken the photo knowing there may be a chance that the camera would survive the crash, and there would be a small glimpse of what went wrong. A small piece of evidence to help explain to their loved ones what happened. I thought about those men for months. I wondered how long they knew each other. How many fishing trips had they been on together? What did they say to each other when they knew the plane was going down? Were they at peace with their lives before everything ended so abruptly? This was o Real Doll er 15 years ago and I still see each of those pictures so vividly in my mind as I type this. Those last four photos were by far the saddest thing I have ever seen. 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