"Please come back again." Chester said while forcing a fake smile. The clock on the wall says 8:47PM. Almost 2 hours more 'till his shift is over. His co-workers went out for a late dinner so he was left alone at the store. He didn't like them anyways. Tick, tick, tick. The sound of the clock seemed to grow louder as time passed by and his boredom increased as well. He checked his phone to see if there's updates. None. He continued to stare at the usual store he worked in for almost a month. 8:48PM. "God! Can't you move faster?" Chester shrugged.

Footsteps. Chester didn't notice he fell asleep. He quickly fixed his hair and collar. 9:02PM. Chester stood up to welcome the customer. Or so he thought. "Run!!!" someone screamed. The footsteps grew louder. "Run!!!" another scream. Chester peeked out of the store. "Holy fuck!" Chester gasped. He looked out the other direction and saw someone or something coming towards his direction. He didn't know what to do. "Should I run? Should I hide? What do I do?" He told himself. Chester ran as fast as he can to the stocks room and locked himself up.

"What were those things?" He pushed the boxes and blocked the door. He noticed a knife on the floor and wondered how it got there. It might be useful. He grabbed the knife and put it in his pocket. He continued to pile up the boxes towards the door. "Fuck." He remembered he left his phone at the counter. "Chester?!" He heard a faint scream. "Chester? Where are you?! Chester it's me!" He knew who it was. It was Jerry. His co-worker. "Jerry?" He said but it seems he didn't hear it. He heard knocking. Jerry was knocking. "Chester! Let me in!" Chester removed the boxes, pushing them to his sides. The knocking continued. Just when he moved all the boxes, the knocking stopped. Chester mumbled "Jerry? Are you there?" He was confused. He peeked at the door knob. Jerry was still there. Except now he's being mauled by a thing. He wasn't quite sure what was it and heck, he didn't like what he saw. He quickly rearranged the boxes and turned off the lights and kept still at the corner of the stock room. He heard a sound. Moaning. He wasn't sure what to do. "Is Mom alright? Is Dad alright? Is my sister,Chelsea alright? Will I be alright?"