It was midnight and I was tired, My job is so miserable, I just cook, clean, serve, repeat. I was making a customer a meal they asked me for, but I closed the place for a bit and rested at the back and cleaned up, I even watched the cameras as I headed out for the night.
We have a mascot named Ben, he’s a brown cow with white spots and broken horns. He has a huge bell on his wrist. He’s pretty beat up so the next night I go to work and continue my nightshift, cooking, cleaning, serving...i set up Ben at the door as I help customers. 3:00AM hit so fast I just noticed and I look - there’s no mascot at the door, I freeze as I give the customer their meal and start looking for the mascot. “Did someone steal it!?” I think to myself, a long while later I find it in the janitor's closet...
I grab it and put it back at the door. "How...how did it - ugh never mind." I sighed then re-opened and served customers, it was boring but I was okay with it. Then all of a sudden I hear a smash like glass breaking. I immediately run outside and looked around, no one is there so I head back inside and stare, eyes wide open as the mascot had glass in it and then my vision went black...
The End
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