I work part time in an antique store to help my parents out with the bills. It’s a pretty good job honestly. My boss lets me pick up as many shifts as I want and is usually a pretty outgoing guy. It’s always been fun to see what new things the vendors bring to their booths, and watch the collectors go searching for that one rare item that might be hidden amongst all these old things. I treat each item with the utmost respect because to me these items have lived whole lives, sometimes multiple. Sometimes I wish they had voices; I would listen to them all day.

Lately things have gotten… a little weird. The boss has been putting me on a mix of closing and opening shifts and as we get closer to winter, it’s been getting darker. The other day I found the records in booth 3B all scattered and the phonograph slowly spinning. Part of closing duties is to make sure each booth is neat and tidy. There is no way the boss would have left this much of a mess, even if he had a customer in the store late. For a moment I thought about asking him what happened, but thought better of it and simply cleaned up and went on my way.

Another night as I was closing I heard a whole drawer of cutlery crash down to the floor from the back of the store. “That was odd” I thought, as I made my way to clean up the mess. “I can’t think of any booths back here that carry silverware”. I searched for a good 20 minutes looking over every booth repeatedly but not a single thing was out of place. Though for the rest of the night, I kept seeing little flashes just outside my peripheral vision.

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