It’s closing time at fluffmart.
You an employee
Have the task of incinerating the last chancers
You lock the front entrance and
Begin gardening the foals up in a cardboard box
The foals begin sobbing
You groan in frustration
“Just shut up.”
“Pweas nice…”
You interrupt the fluffy by violently shaking the box
“I told you to shut u….”
(Ring! Ring!)
That was the sound of the front counter service bell
But that’s impossible you locked the door
Again you hear it (Ring! Ring!)
You turn around
Standing at the counter is a man wearing a long sleeve black turtleneck, tan cargo pants , gloves, steel toed boots and a ski mask
The man slams a fist full of bills on the counter and points at the box of foals
You put on your customer service voice
“I’m very sorry sir it is past closing time. No further purchases can be made today “
The man continues to point at the box of foals
You let out an awkward laugh
“Sir please I really can’t allow any further purcha….”
The man begins walking towards you
The decorum vanishes from your voice
“Look man! I don’t want any trouble!”
The strange man is still pointing at the box
“You want the foals? Sure! Take em!”
A gargled incoherent string of sounds
Come from the man’s mouth
Your face gives away that understood none of what he just said
The man takes off his ski mask
What lies beneath is a mangled human face. every crevice. every fold of flesh was burnt scar tissue.
The man attempts to speak
The flesh around his lipless mouth
Makes an audible cracking sound as his slack lower jaw rises and falls
“Munne un cuhta.”
He points to the bills on the counter
You realize what he is trying to say
“the money is on the counter.”
The man nods then puts his ski mask back on
He Takes the box of foals from you
In that moment you glance over at the money on the counter
When your gaze returns to the man
He’s gone.
You check the counter and the money is still there
You are screwed how are you going to explain this money to your boss?
You may as well call your boss now and get it over with
You explain everything to your boss over the phone
After you finish he’s silent for a moment
Then in a very serious tone tells you
“Stay where you are. I’ll be there as soon as I can”
“And whatever you do. Don’t open the incinerator!”