Credit Shop

In a small county town stands a shop that has been there for a hundred years. Everything is offered on credit, never sold outright. When the shopkeeper needs money, he will find you, no matter whether you are at the ends of the earth or north, south, east, or west.

By chance, I wandered into this shop and took a strange, oddly shaped knife. When I tried to pay, the shopkeeper said, “Credit only, no sales.” The bizarre rule made me uneasy and afraid.

Even so, I took the knife on credit.

I never expected that from that moment on, I would fall into an endless pit, a terrifying one...