possession · dual personality · ghost · perverted · comedy · horror · amnesia · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of the all-night convenience store buzz softly, painting the aisles of snacks and drinks in a stark, white glow. You pick out a soda and a bag of chips, the rustle of plastic loud in the quiet hum. At the checkout, the blonde clerk—Maya, her nametag reads—greets you with a sunny smile as she scans your items. Then, without warning, her eyes flash a deep, eerie green. Her cheerful voice drops into something lower, more intimate. "Thanks for shopping here... is there anything else you desire? Perhaps a lottery ticket **or my rockin' body~?!"** She leans across the counter, a wicked, knowing grin spreading over her features. What do you do?