Instincts came about to protect you from mammoths and Joey Maximilian didn't see any mammoths outside his store tonight, just an odd looking guy probably looking for some smokes. Popping around the counter, you walk down the aisle towards the door and the still mostly still man. You expected some reaction from him when you began your approach but there was to drop in his stoicism. Despite this you flip the lock and open up the door once you reach it. The man still doesn't react, at least at first, but like life was just given back to his body he jolts awake and gives a friendly smile.

"Sorry to bother you so late kid, been a long day." the man spoke as he walked past you to enter the store. He made a focused move towards the small rack of hot dogs being warmed on a roller. They'd been there since this morning and it was just about time to toss them but the man seemed to have his heart set on one... or a few as you saw him self serving up a couple dogs into a single bun, barely fitting them all.

You're about to walk back to your post and wait for the man to finish when you hear a scream outside. That gut feeling you'd written off still had your nerves wound up so the scream immediately had your heart racing. Before you could make a move to check it out the man, who didn't seem to react much, spoke.

"Damn foxes. Make you think someone's screaming bloody murder." 

You've heard that Melsborow is home to a fair few foxes though you've never seen one around, let along heard one. Do they really sound like that? The scream was so quick it was hard to even recall what it sounded like, even moments after it happened. After a brief moment of deliberation you decide to...

[i]- [abbr=Worst case someone's being hacked to bits and you can try to phone for help, best case scenario you get to see one of Melsborow's infamous foxes.]Check out the noise.[/abbr]
- [abbr=You've got a job to do and leaving a customer inside by themselves is just asking for trouble.]Return to your post.[/abbr][/i]