Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

A bizarre supermarket, just moments before closing.

The lights go out, and the store goes dark.

Na-na-na-na, na-na-nan-na-na-na, na-na-nan~

Amidst the lively signature jingle, I could feel the panicked breathing of the high schooler whose mouth I've covered, transmitted as vibrations. My entire body was being taut with tension.

And beyond the noise of music and those vibrations, in the distance, a faint scraping sound sets my nerves on edge...

Scre-e-e-e-k.

A metal door opening.

If there's a metal door somewhere in this supermarket and not glass...

'...The staff area.'

That's the sound of employees coming out.

'Ha.'

Swallowing a rising groan, I turned my head and peeked out from behind the display...