Hello! This is V
I wrote this story for my beautiful wife @-Coffeekoo since she is a scaredy cat and I love to annoy her
This story is fictional and belongs to me
I won't allow any translation
Here is the description:
She forced herself to walk back to the coolers, her sneakers rubbing on the tile. She shut the door, the cold air still lingering. As she turned to head back to the counter, she heard the faintest sound—a whisper, barely audible, but unmistakable.
"Nia..."
Her blood ran cold.
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The Night Shift A Horror Story
HorrorShe forced herself to walk back to the coolers, her sneakers rubbing on the tile. She shut the door, the cold air still lingering. As she turned to head back to the counter, she heard the faintest sound-a whisper, barely audible, but unmistakable. "...
