
by TheSilentEmber
Milly’s shift was supposed to be simple: bag groceries, ignore her maybe-crush, and make it to closing. Then the sky goes white. The doors stop working. The fog rolls in. And something out there doesn’t just kill; it learns. It wears faces. It remembers names. Trapped inside a grocery store with panicking customers, failing power, and a growing sense that nowhere is safe, Milly is forced into a role she never asked for: the one who goes into the dark. Because if the lights don’t come back on, the store won’t stay closed, and whatever’s outside is already trying to get in.
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