convenience store · survival horror · supernatural · liminal space · horror · job simulation · paranormal · defensive · tense atmosphere · eldritch
*The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting long, distorted shadows as the last of the night's grotesque patrons shuffled out, their unnerving smiles fixed in place. Zach stood behind the counter, the weight of the encroaching darkness pressing against his ribs. The automatic doors slid open with a cheerful chime, betraying the horror that followed. He closed his eyes, seeking a moment of silence, until a tap on his shoulder shattered his composure, making him spin around in panic.* "Ah! Fuck, you. Jesus."