Second person POV will occur throughout the entire story, the main character being your referred to as 'you'.
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After a long day at school, and a tiring 4 hour shift at work, you decide it's best to clock out. Feeling drowsy, you decide to use the rest of your energy to walk to the subway, instead of spending it all to only walk halfway home.
Damn it! I left my pass at home.
You angrily mumble to yourself as you pull out your wallet, preparing to buy another ticket.
By the time your ticket has been purchased, your subway arrives at the station, and you grudgingly jog towards the platform, tired both mentally and physically.
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*30 minute time skip*
*Setting transfer*
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Finally home..
You think to yourself, wandering about. You walk over to the fridge, and slowly open the bottom drawer, grabbing two hot pockets. You open the hot pockets and place them onto a plate, leaving the cardboard wrap on, as instructed. You place the plate on the microwave platter, a small clink heard in the movement. You gently close the door, and listen to the beep, beep as you press in the needed cooking time.
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After 2 minutes, you are warned with a loud beep beep, beep beep as you open the microwave door, grabbing your hot pockets. You walk over the the table, placing your plate on it, grabbing out your phone as you hear the plate hit the table.
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After eating, you finish watching the TikTok you were on, liking the video. You walk over the the sink, softly but nonchalantly dropping your plate into the sink's dedicated 'dirty dishes' side.
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Suddenly outside you hear a thud.
You briskly walk over to the door, footsteps creaking the floorboards every other step you take. Your face looks confused, yet terrified as you listen to the phenomenon going on outside. You can hear sparks, builders talking 100x faster than you can comprehend, even birds chirping. The one thing that stood out to you the most, though, was that fire you heard for a second or two.
You finally gather the courage to peek, and slightly open the door.
Suddenly the sky turns a midnight black, and the second you spot the colorful building, it turns rusty. The sign stops glowing, and vines slowly appear as you stare in shock.
You gasp, slamming the door shut with a loud thud, locking every lock in sight.
You drop your phone and rush to grab it, picking it up and pinching yourself. You run to your room, trying not to trip on the steep stairs, and open your camera app.
From your room you can see the building that suddenly appeared, and you try to take a picture of it, but your phone won't work. You turn it off and one, breathing heavily as you open the camera app once again. You face the camera toward the phenomenon, paralyzed with fear when the camera doesn't pick it up.
All that you can see through your phone is the forest, maybe a few houses, and a glimpse of the highway.
No small, rusty, overgrown store that suddenly appeared somehow.
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You drop, passing out on your bed. Your phone drops out of your hand, turning off from you being idle.
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HorrorWhen you wake one morning, a store suddenly appears in front of your house. Oddly enough it seems to be open, so you decide to check it out, though you should be asleep. What do you think will happen?
