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2The Night Shift
It was a cold, stormy night as Tim, a young and inexperienced delivery boy, embarked on his routine shift. The rain poured relentlessly, drenching the streets, and casting an eerie atmosphere over the city. Tim zipped up his jacket and hopped onto his trusty bicycle, determined to complete his deliveries despite the weather.
His first stop was an old, dilapidated house situated on the outskirts of town. The house stood tall and foreboding, with ivy crawling up its weathered walls. Tim hesitated for a moment but shrugged off his unease, attributing it to the chilling wind that seemed to whisper in his ears.
He approached the front door with trepidation, his heart pounding in his chest. As he reached out to knock, the door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit hallway. Tim's instincts screamed at him to turn back, but his sense of duty urged him forward. He cautiously stepped inside, his eyes scanning the darkness.
With each step he took, the house seemed to come alive. The floorboards groaned beneath his weight, and faint whispers echoed through the empty rooms. Tim felt a shiver crawl up his spine, but he reminded himself that it was just his imagination playing tricks on him.
As he navigated through the labyrinthine hallways, Tim noticed a strange, acrid smell hanging in the air. It was a mix of mildew and something far more sinister. He pressed on, his nerves on edge, determined to find the recipient of his delivery.
Finally, he arrived at a door slightly ajar, revealing a flickering light from within. Tim cautiously pushed it open, revealing a room bathed in an eerie glow. Shadows danced on the walls, casting sinister shapes that seemed to mock him.
On a table in the center of the room, he found a parcel, its wrapping torn and stained. He couldn't make out the contents, but something about it sent chills down his spine. Tim's instincts screamed at him to run, to leave the package behind and escape the house of nightmares. But he couldn't abandon his duty.
As he reached out to grab the package, he heard a soft whimper from the corner of the room. His eyes darted toward the source of the sound, and there he saw a small, frail figure huddled in the shadows. It was a child, pale and trembling.
Torn between his fear and compassion, Tim approached the child cautiously. But as he got closer, he noticed something was horribly wrong. The child's eyes glowed a sickly shade of yellow, and its mouth stretched impossibly wide, revealing rows of sharp, jagged teeth.
Frozen in terror, Tim watched as the child lunged at him with lightning speed. He tried to scream, but no sound escaped his lips. The creature's teeth sank into his flesh, tearing through muscle and bone. Pain radiated through his body, but his consciousness began to fade.
As darkness consumed him, Tim realized the true horror of the night. The house was a trap, a feeding ground for a demonic entity that preyed on unsuspecting victims. He had become another victim of its insatiable hunger, forever condemned to be a lost soul trapped within the cursed walls.
The next morning, the rain had stopped, and the sun broke through the clouds. The people in town carried on with their lives, unaware of the chilling fate that had befallen the delivery boy who never returned. And as the house stood in its silent solitude, it patiently awaited its next unsuspecting victim, ready to claim another soul in the darkness of the night.
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