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The person is worried that something is dead. They mention wanting to take pictures and putting them in a scrapbook. They don't want to go into a dirty crawlspace and ask someone else to do it. Oh shit. Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. And it's dead. Now how am I going to take pictures? Say cheese. Oh, that's definitely going in the scrapbook. No way I'm going to that crawlspace. That looks dirty as fuck. Soap, you go do it.