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It's the janitor, " Hello Ryan!" You say to him as he walks over to the calendar on the wall that displays the work schedule. "Good morning to ya." He says in his country accent " Its odd that there are no children here yet, its already 9:13!" He exclaims turning to the door to leave. You quickly glanced at where the young boy is sitting playing games. " Well there's..." you start to say and you look up again "No one here yet, but I'm sure there will be later." You lied, there was no boy in the arcade it was empty except you and the janitor. you didn't want to lie but something was telling you to. "Okay then have a good one!" Ryan said before he left. The arcade felt eerie and quiet all of the sudden. "Boy? You still here!?" You said in a loud voice concerningly expecting a response. Silence rang in you ears. "I may as well check the cameras  because i swore that that boy didn't leave out the front door or even move at all!" you thought to yourself. Logging on to the computer you open a file titled: "Febuary-25-1994-mainroom-8:45-0:00". you watch the recording from early this morning.

The boy does what you Remember: coming to the door, checking in and sitting down to play Space Invaders while you were in the restroom. You do notice something a bit off though. Seconds before Ryan opened the door you can see a bit of the arcade game behind the boy almost like he's ... Becoming transparent. You decide to continue watching as the seconds go by it gets harder and harder to see the boy on the tape. When the door opens he is completely gone. Shocked you turn off the computer and ponder what it could possibly be. "A ghost, A time traveler, or something completely different" You think to yourself for a moment. You open the cash register. " His money is still here" You say aloud quietly. Deciding to walk over to where the boy was you shiver and get cold for a few seconds but you still continue across the room. Nothing seems to be different there wasn't a invisible force in the chair, what could it be?

You hear the door open "Welcome!" You say as you walk back to the desk acting like nothing unusual has happened. "How can i help you two?" you say to a girl about 12 and her father. They paid for an hour of play time and went to go explore the games to play. This time he was going to keep an eye on them. These people were wearing modern clothes and had a modern style so you predicted these folks were not going to have the same thing happen to them but you don't know. A few more customers come and go and everyone seems fine including anyone who played space invaders. Four hours had passed and the phone rings! You pick it up, it's the owner. "Hey bud I'm sorry I couldn't come in today I'm not feeling well but could you order some toilet paper later tonight, we need it by monday if I remember correctly!" He says in a stuffed up voice! "Of course sir I will do that in a minute we only have one customer left anyways." You say willingly "THANKS BYE!!" He hung up the phone in such a hurry you didn't get a chance to say bye. You didn't think much of him yelling and hanging up on you, you had other things to worry about. Once the last person left you singed on to the computer again to order the toilet paper, once it was ordered you turned off the computer it was now 8:30pm you only say the boy once luckily. It time to lock up now.

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