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He rushed to the living room. The camera was still on, still blinking its tiny green LED. Its lens was pointed at the ceiling. Rotated 90 degrees past its normal limit.
Leo’s breath caught. The shape shifted, crawled out of frame, and the camera’s red IR lights flickered—once, twice—before the feed went black. tapo c200 pc
Leo tore it open in his dimly lit apartment. Inside: a compact white camera, a USB cable, and a tiny QR code card. “Plug and play,” the manual promised. “24/7 peace of mind.” He rushed to the living room
The box was nondescript brown cardboard, but the label said everything: Tapo C200 PC . crawled out of frame
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