"Fellow cryptid hunters, we have gathered today for our fourth annual cryptid hunter conmention, and that is with an m, not a v, and I have quite the treat to show off today." Bahg stands on a stage in front of a small crowd of people dressed in goofy tactical gear, with a birdcage with a sheet on it sitting on a small table next to him, which aggressively rattles as Bahg speaks. The attendees murmur among themselves, speculating what Bahg may have in store until he taps the microphone to silence them. In a dark corner of the room, the Hashsquatch, a native of the Crypt, is loudly eating funyuns while standing in a pot to pretend to be a tree, spying on the events to see if any threats to the Crypt will come up. Bahg takes the sheet off of the cage, revealing Succlord inside, being held in place by dangling eye decorations that trick the creature into thinking it's being observed so that it can't use its cryptid teleportation powers. The audience, including the Hashsquatch, lets out a collective gasp at the sight, but Bahg clearly has more to say.

"What you see here is the chupacabra of myth, a crypto-creature of the highest degree. And now, I will do what no man has done before, and I will photograph the beast." Bahg says confidently.

"Bullshit! Everyone knows you can't take a picture of a crypto-creature!" says Consperitheorist, a tinfoil-hat-wearing man in the crowd.

"Ah! You'd be right, if I were using a normal camera! Behold, my latest invention, the Footage Finder, or Footfinder for short!" Bahg procures a camera, and turns to take a picture of Succlord. The suspense builds, and then he clicks the button to take a picture, and Succlord disappears from the cage.

"I told you it wouldn't work!" Consperitheorist laughs. "Crypto-creatures disappear the moment they're exposed to a camera! This is cryptid hunting 101, you should know better!"

"Oh really? Then explain THIS!" Bahg says, taking out the picture as it prints from the camera and showing it for all to see. Succlord is clearly visible inside of the picture, running around and smacking into the borders of the image, trying to escape unsuccessfully. "The Footfinder is no ordinary camera, it captures crypto-creatures INSIDE of the photographs it creates! With this, I will create the greatest collection of crypto-creatures this world has ever known!"

The Hashsquatch drops its bag of funyuns in shock, and begins lumbering over towards the door. Bahg spots the creature moving, and points at it frantically.

"RIGHT THERE! IT'S ANOTHER CRYPTO-CREATURE! SEIZE IT BEFORE IT TELLS THE OTHERS ABOUT MY INVENTION!" Bahg shrieks.

"Why don't you just take a picture of it, huh?" Consperitheorist says.

"Do you know how much energy it takes to trap a soul in a photograph?! It'll be at least an hour until the glagons realign and I can take another picture!" Bahg says sharply. "It's a big honking beast, just grab it with your useless mitts!"

A group of five cryptid hunters runs towards the Hashsquatch, which freezes in place. The moment the hunters touch it, their bodies are instantly pulverized into unrecognizable fleshy masses and sent flying away as a result of the power of the Hashsquatch's Stand, Day of Chaos, which causes its power to be inversely proportional to its current speed. Bahg's jaw drops, and he shakes his fist angrily.

"Curse you, you filthy crypto-beast! I'll get my revenge on you, and the rest of your kind, too, mark my words! Now, begone from this place!" Bahg takes out his phone and holds it up, snapping a regular picture of the Hashsquatch, forcing it to disappear on the spot in order to not be seen in the image. Bahg continues fuming for a few moments, before turning to glare on Consperitheorist, who is loudly watching 9/11 footage on his phone and laughing to himself.

"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" Bahg yells, and Consperitheorist jumps to his feet, running away so fast that his tinfoil hat gets left behind and he has to duck back for a moment to pick it up and then run away again.