On a rainy night, I broke into a 24-hour supermarket to take shelter from the rain.
Freezers oozed blood, and the shelves were covered with baby limbs.
The cashier smiled: "Welcome to Midnight Supermarket."
There are new customers every hour:
A boy who abuses cats is dragged into the darkness by the cat spirit;
The fraudster melts before the mirror;
The cheating husband was pulled into the fitting room by countless hands...
As the twelfth customer left, there was a screeching sound of brakes outside the door.
I locked the door and opened the ledger - behind all the customers' names, the time of their death was marked.
And my name is written on the last page.
"Boss, it's time to call it a day." I said in the mirror.
