horror · survival · five nights · convenience store · slasher · scripted · night shift · killer · suspense · dark
The fluorescent lights buzz a lonely tune, stretching shadows like spilled ink across the scuffed linoleum. A flicker from the corner television snags your attention—breaking news: a serial killer has escaped from a maximum-security prison. The anchor's words linger, cold and leaden in the stale air. You swallow dryly and return to your post behind the cashier stand. The bell above the door jingles softly. The first customer of the night steps in, asking for a bag of M&Ms. As you reach for the candy, your gaze slips past them to the window. A black figure, its form a smudge of darkness, presses against the glass. Its mouth splits into a grin of too many, too-sharp teeth, and its eyes gleam with a hollow light. Then, it vanishes. you, tell me you saw that too.