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  I started working the night shift at a convenience store (Ch.2 pt3) Chapter 2: Aoyama, Hirai, and Takenaka. (pt.3) That same feeling again... it felt just the same as last time. I shifted my gaze towards the glass wall.  There was nothing there. No one. Nothing but pitch black night.  It was as if my eyes had been drawn there. As if I could sense someone was looking at me. Truth be told, saying I felt like someone was watching my every move might have been more accurate.  For some reason I could feel someone's gaze weighing on me, and every time that happened the same part of my head would start pounding. I had only recently made the change from a diurnal lifetsyle to a nocturnal one. Could it be that my body was already failing me? As I mulled these thoughts over, the doors opened. Oh... A customer must have been right around the corner, or so my guts told me. And just like last time, the doors had opened on their own, even though there was no trace of anyone near...

I started working the night shift at a convenience store (Ch.2 pt2) Chapter 2: Aoyama, Hirai, and Takenaka. (pt.2) From what I gathered listening to my sister, spirits came and went to the store. That much was fine. But some particularly strong or wicked spirits could also possess or haunt clients and workers alike, eroding their psyche in the process. Spending much time in a place oozing with such a negative aura would be a risky endeavor for psychics, let alone for your average joe. It could turn out horribly for them... or so the story went. "Turn out horribly? What's that mean?" "Like I'd know." She finished eating her caramel pudding, and turned around to face her computer again. "I don't have the slightest clue of what she meant. And no one really knows why but the surrounding woods seem to be the scene of tons of accidents every year. Just the other day, a motorcycle flew above the guardrail only to fall down a cliff. And that's not even ...

    Supernatural phenomenon at grandpa's house : The story I'm about to tell happened to me when I first stayed over at my grandpa's house. I was about to turn off the light , when a sound reached my ears. Plop Pat It sounded like big droplets of water , though it wasn't raining at all. It came from inside the house, surely nothing more than the faucet leaking again, I thought. It wasn't. The source of this sound was closer than that. It came from inside my own bedroom. Pit Plop Pit The sound grew louder and more frequent, to a point that it now sounded like actual rain. I could hear droplets falling from the ceiling to the tatami all around me, completely surrounding me. Plop Pit Pat Plop Pit "This has to be the work of a ghost! And not the friendly type!" I thought. My grandpa's place had seen many lives come and go, so it wouldn't be too far-fetched if spirits or ghosts of sort were to live here as well.  Though my gut feeling made sure to le...

  The Red Room: There once was a man who had left the countryside to come live alone in an apartment in Tokyo, where he was to attend university. This new life took for him some getting used to. Days became weeks, and weeks became months. By the time a few months had passed, he noticed a girl living in the apartment just next to his.  He always clocked off work late at night, when the small hand of the clock was nearing two, and he would always run into the same girl on his way upstairs to the second floor where his apartment awaited him.  She had long hair and a slim figure, and she looked gloomy but there was beauty to be found behind this facade. Although he had  never seen her face as she was always facing the ground.  One day, the man left work early and got back home in the evening, only to be greeted by a hole in a wall staring at him. The hole opened on the apartment nextdoor. That girl's apartment. He knew all too well that peeking inside a girl's room ...

I started working the night shift at a convenience store (Ch.2 pt1) Chapter 2: Aoyama, Hirai, and Takenaka. (pt.1) "Hey, wake up! It's already noon!" "Hnnng... tone it down!" I groaned, wrapping the futon around me, tossing and turning. "I said wake up, big bro!" God she's so loud... and what's with the shaking? Stop it. I was in a bliss and fast asleep only moments ago, but my little sister's annoying laugh, some clicking sound that wouldn't stop, and the deafening sound of a cicada that had somehow found its way to the balcony had snapped me wide awake. I had decided to sleep until 4PM. The thought of waking up did cross my mind, but I decided against it. I won't let this much change my plans. "Hey! Come on!" "Just cook yourself noodles if you're hungry and leave me alone." "Huh?" "Don't you 'huh?' me. Let me sleep some more, I need it." "Tsh, I swear you're lazy eve...

    Horror webnovel: I started working the night shift at a convenience store (Ch.1 pt4) Chapter 1: The automatic door (pt.4) The doors had remained open all this time, they hadn't moved one iota. Then, they closed violently, before openeing again, as soon as they had, they closed again, and then opened once more. There I stood, in front of doors opening and closing erratically again and again, and again. "What the..." Even I got creeped out by this and took a step back before I had realized it. Every time the doors would open and close I'd hear the mechanism's noise and the chime ringing intermittently. Could there be more to it than a simple malfunction...? Nothing adds up here. "EEEK!" I squeaked.  I don't know how to describe what I felt, but it was as though something had just brushed against my right leg. Something like that. Cold air skimmed around it. Wh— What was that? I raised my eyes, and rubbed my leg in an attempt to get rid of the goose...

      Horror webnovel: I started working the night shift at a convenience store (Ch.1 pt3) Chapter 1: The automatic door (pt.3) He was still here moments ago, just before I went to take out the trash.  Where'd he go? To the bathroom maybe? Even so, it's a bit reckless to leave the store empty, no matter how late at night or how few customers may come in. What if a client showed up out of nowhere? You'd have to be certain that no client would come during that time. I was standing there, all alone in the store. Nothing but me and the flow of time. The clock's hands had already ran passed 2:30 AM, and I had learned how to handle various chores while doing my work. Is that all? Do I just wait for morning to come? I wonder how many clients we'll have by then... If we keep having so few clients, I'll surely end up being able to remember which client bought what. ... Is Aoyama ever coming back? Out of the blue, I felt a gaze weighing on me, it seemed to be coming from ...