Category: Short Stories
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The Midnight Shop
Part 2 I should have left. That thought crossed my mind more than once, but it never quite reached my feet. Instead, I found myself moving deeper into the shop, drawn in by something I couldn’t name. The air felt different the farther I went in, warmer, heavier, like the space itself was aware of…
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The Midnight Shop
Part 1 I don’t remember deciding to walk down that street. It’s not one I ever take. Not during the day, and definitely not at night. But somehow, at exactly 12:03 a.m., I found myself there anyway. The street was quiet. Too quiet. No cars. No voices. Not even the sound of wind. Just the…