Grahams Guide to Store Chaos

It's Time to Play!

(Authors note: I wanna give you a little peak into the mind of Romar so with no further delay here is Romar's point of view!!!P.S. the first minute in the video above is what I imagined while writing this first part.)

Romar pov.

   I sat bored on the unmoving conveyor belt as I thought about the situation. I was stuck at my work for god knows how long with a crazy chick who was now running around doing god knows what.

     I could hear shuffling occasionally through the lapse in rain and the pitter patter of her feet slapping against the floor as she ran from one side of the store to another.

    'What is she doing?' I asked myself, listening more as if to hear what her activities were. After a suspicious moment of silence a crash rang throughout the store! Following the loud noise was the sound of her maniacal cackling. 'Jesus this chick is weird!'. I then heard her grunt as she proceeded to drag something large from the back of the store to the mens clothing area.

   I watched the row of shelves in front of me, but Graham was nowhere to be seen. After 10 or more so minutes of hearing unidentifiable sounds come from around the store I decided I might as well ignore whatever trouble she was getting herself into.

  So in an attempt to relax I laid back onto the hard conveyer belt and spent my time examining the ceiling. It was high up, grey, with rods of metal criss crossing to support the large roof. There wasn't much too it so I was bored of the blank roof in only a minute. After watching the small sparks of lightning through the skylight for a few more minutes, a sound brought me from my thoughts.

   "RINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRING!!!!!!!!!!"

   The sound of ringing echoed across the empty store and I sat up in shock.

   "What is that?" I said, barely even able to hear myself.

   I hopped off of the belt and followed the sound throughout the isles and clothing racks. After a few minutes of looping in and out of aisles in search for where the sound was coming from I found myself in the house-wear department. I walked past all the aisles, peaking in to see if anything was ringing. At the other end of the second to last aisle there were lines of small objects in rows that I couldn't identify from far away. I walked towards the objects as examined them quickly. Alarm clocks?

In tight rows were what looked like 30 or so Alarm Clocks, set to go off at the same time. 

   "What the heck?" I asked myself in confusion. I quickly spun around, watching to see if she was around, as I felt as if I was being watched. After a moment I turned back to the ringing clocks and bent down to press the button that turned them off. It took me a while to press all the buttons as I had to maneuver over all the clocks on the floor without knocking them over. Finally I had hopped over all the clocks after turning them off and the store was silent once more. I was now standing next the back wall, confused to what Grahams intentions were. I decided to head back to the front but stopped in my tracks when with the first step I heard a tiny crunch under my foot.

   "Huh?" I looked down and saw what I had stepped on. On the floor there was a pile of Cheerios and from that pile sprouted a trail of more cheerios , leading along the back wall and around the corner.

   I started to follow the trail and when I rounded the corner I saw a box that I hadn't previously noticed. On the box, written over the Cheerios label was the words, "Lets play a game!".

   I furrowed my eyebrows, with Grahams metal state right now I was worried what games she had in mind. I proceeded carefully, watching my surroundings incase Graham planned to jump out and attack me again.