DING, DING, DING. The store bell rang as someone entered. Stacey looked up from her activity. “Hello?” She got up and walked to the counter. She saw a shadowed silhouette. “I’m sorry, store’s closed.” “I’m not here to shop.” Stacey squinted trying to see who it was because the lights were all off, except those in her little front room. “Then why are you here? Do I know you?” “That’s irrelevant right now. I don’t have much time, so I suggest you stop talking.” Stacey straightened recognizing the tone of voice the person was using. “I know you’re a lady by the sound of your voice. I think I know you, but can’t be sure without the lights.” She turned around to flip the switch. “Don’t!” she said, but Stacey turned them on anyway. As she turned around, she didn’t see anyone. Confused, she called out. “Hello?” Silence still, she looked behind the counter, but no one was there. Now she was concerned. “I know you’re in here. Where’d you go?” All of the sudden, the power box gave out, and the lights shut down. She jumped, startled at the noise, and put a hand over her heart. A click sounded from behind her, and she flushed white in fear.
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