The Madman With A Booth

Prologue: ...?

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"Ughhh... what the hell happened? God... that nap was too good for this world..." I rubbed my eyes. "Euggh, I drooled all over my arm!"

I wipe my drool-covered arm all over the table. I scowl in annoyance. Most of the drool was now on my cheek. I grabbed my backpack and pulled out some tissues I had. Using 'em all to wipe the saliva off of me.

"I knew these tissues were worth something." I crumple them up and throw them into a nearby trash bin. "For 3!"

The crumpled-up tissue ball didn't land, much to my disappointment.

"It's the damn wind's fault..." I grumble, then I realize. "Where is everybody?"

I look around the cafe I'm in, and there's not a single person in there. Not a single one. I stood up quickly and went to check the restrooms. I check the kitchen, not even a rat.

I even checked the employee's break room, but no employees...

"Where the hell is everyone...?" I was confused. "Is this some sort of prank they do on those cheap-ass gameshows?"

I then looked around every possible spot they could've hidden a camera in or on. I checked under some chairs, under some tables, and even inside a mug I found. Yet I couldn't find a single camera, and I kinda lost my cool.

"Screw this. I'm getting outta here." I huffed in annoyance, storming out of the cafe. "Can't even take a nap in pe-"

Empty, when I stepped out of the cafe; I was greeted by an empty street. It was quiet, the type of quiet that was damn near impossible in an area like this.

Maybe this is just an even more elaborate prank, but why the hell would they rent an entire commercial area!?

"These prank shows should've died off with those old nursing home geezers..." I wasn't in the mood for this, not at all. "I get it! Ha-ha! Funny prank, peak comedy right here! Just bring out the camera crews already and get this over with!"

Nothing, I wasn't given any reply. I wasn't even greeted by the sight of a cameraman or anything, just the same old empty street. I couldn't pick up any sound. Not even the sound of someone breathing entered my ears.

"I'm starting to think this isn't a prank anymore..." I took a few steps and looked around. "God, this place looks so creepy when no one's around..."

Reminds me of those old analog horror stuff my classmates would make me watch back then, something about big empty places without people in 'em.

I can't help but feel that same unnerving feeling I got watching that video, and then sort of experiencing it. Plus, it was getting dark, so that helps...

"What's even happening...?" I needed answers. "Where did everyone go?"

"AND WHY AM I THE ONE HERE LEFT ALONE!?"

I was met with silence again, and I didn't like it, I grew frustrated. I grit my teeth, and I balled my fist up. I balled it tight, I hate this, I hate unanswered questions. I hate random stuff happening, I hate the unexplainable.

"This place... it's testing me..." I muttered. "This has to be the work of some villains Quirk..."

I started to walk forward, and the sound of my shoes coming into contact with the ground was one of the few things I could hear.