Night Shift Worker

The little girl's voice suddenly rang out. "Big brother, you can't sit in this seat."

I was instantly confused and asked, "Little girl, why can't I sit here?"

The little girl said with a serious expression, "Because this seat is for someone who's about to die."

I immediately got goosebumps. "Little girl, don't joke around. It's broad daylight, and you're scaring me!"

Her expression turned serious. "Big brother, something's wrong with you today! Be careful tonight. Something unclean has been watching you! It won't do anything during the day, but at night, you'll be in danger!"

I looked around and shivered. "Little girl, can you see unclean things?"

The little girl asked curiously, "Big brother, you can see them too?"

I still didn't understand what she meant when a middle-aged woman patted me on the shoulder. "Young man, who are you talking to?"

I instinctively turned around and said, "I'm chatting with a little girl!"

But when I turned back again, where was the little girl?

The woman asked, puzzled, "I've been watching you talk to a chair for ages. Are you going to sit down or not? If not, let me sit. My legs are tired from standing!"

I broke into a cold sweat, my limbs went weak, and I couldn't say a word.