"I think it would look best over here, yes?"
Today Ivan decided we needed to update the layout of the store. My noodle arms were forced to do heavy lifting as "delicate little Liz" got to be at the register. Fuck sexism. She beat Alfred at arm wrestling last week. She could push this whole shelf by herself without removing the toys. It was just me helping Ivan all by myself until the next shift. That bastard is a fucking bear but it was destroying me trying to keep up. After we moved around the shelves, Ivan left me alone to build new displays. Putting my art degree to good use he said.
I had boxes of new toys as well as ones we took off the shelves that were going to be on sale. I started creating a little summer scene of toys at the beach in one corner. It was made of the mitch match old toys. I had plans to build a rainbow out of multicolored assortment of dolls in the new boxes. I was just planning how to form the arch when I felt goosebumps on my arms. I felt a breath on my neck right as a woman's voice whispers explosively in my ear.
"FEED ME."
AN: So it's official. I'm getting a Ouija board for Christmas. I'll probably just use it to scare my brothers with since the little assholes will push the planchette around. Also, Guest, you're almost too close for comfort.