The Clock Shop (ORIGINAL VERSION)

5

I was making a decent amount of money from working at The Clock Shop, less than what I was making at my old job, but that means I'll cut down on some of the snacks and buying unnecessary stuff.

     My job at the mechanic shop was also only a part-time job, which I enjoy because it leaves me the rest of the day to do other things. And living cost isn't very much where I live, so I make do with what I make, and occasionally work for some extra money helping neighbors and other people in my town do chores or move.

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On Monday, the shop started to have a different vibe, it felt eerie and felt more isolated and lonely than it did before. I couldn't take my mind off of that grandfather clock.

     It was so silent in the store, and it stayed silent until Wednesday. I had officially been working there for one week, and things got weirder each day. On that Wednesday I decided to look at the grandfather clock after I closed the shop.

     I looked around at the clock, and after about five minutes of arguing with myself, I finally decided to move it. Why is this clock placed differently than the others?

     That grandfather clock was so heavy and hard to push away from the wall, it took much effort to move it and I had to pause multiple times so I didn't break it or myself.

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When I successfully pushed the grandfather clock a little, I heard something fall, that something didn't seem very heavy but I still hoped I didn't break it or the clock.

     After many more stressful minutes of moving the clock, I could finally see what it was, a letter.

     At this point, I knew I had gone too far and was invading Mr. Clifton's space, but I was too curious and had to read the letter.

     The letters were cursive and very elegant. The date on the top of the letter read October 26th, 1987.

Dear Henry Clifton,

     As I was taking care of your shop I found something very concerning and chilling. When I was here on Saturday I was looking at one of the pendulum clocks on your wall, the one with the Roman numerals and bird pattern carved in it, I made a shocking discovery.

     If you know about this, please do something about it. I barely made it out alive, and it honestly frightens me.

     I will not be back, and I hope no one else comes across it. Goodbye Henry, take care of yourself and the shop.

Sincerely,

Amanda Murray

That was the letter, and I immediately thought to myself who is Amanda Murray? And what the heck is she talking about? I couldn't deal with that letter that night anymore, I put every- thing back the way it was before and went home.

     All night I couldn't stop thinking about Amanda Murray and what she discovered that made her never want to come back. Would I never want to come back? I decided the next day I will do more searching after I locked the shop up, and find the pendulum clock she was talking about in that letter then do some investigating.

     I had no idea what I was about to get myself into. I wish that the Amanda Murray in that letter would've said what happened so that way I wouldn't've had to find out myself.