Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

We successfully made a legitimate purchase in this insane supermarket ghost story using gift certificates.

"..."

I picked up my purchased items and steadied the trembling high schooler beside me.

To avoid drawing attention to my empty right sleeve, I casually draped my jacket over my shoulders as we stepped past the checkout counter. One step. Two steps.

And then, taking a deep breath, I turned back—

"...!"

The bizarre distortions of the supermarket had blurred.

The eerie signs, the strange products, the horrifying stains of blood and organs.

They had all faded into the background, as if blurred out from my perception.

Or rather, they no longer seemed unnatural. Everything now appeared... completely normal.

As if we were just ordinary shoppers in an ordinary supermarket.

"Wow."