Mickey Madhouse
You slowly enter the once lively store and begin to look around at your surroundings. “This place seems safe…” you immediately think to yourself. As soon as the thought enters your brain, the footsteps gradually come back. “Hello?” you faintly whisper, “Is anyone there?”.
“Help!” someone cries out from the back corner of the store. As you inch closer to where you think the sound is coming from, you start to hear their slow and faint breathing. It’s coming from behind the Mickey Mouse sweatshirts. You slowly pull away the clothing from the person. Right when you start to see who the person is, a slow tingle sensation comes from your spine. The room slowly turns black.
“Help!” someone cries out from the back corner of the store. As you inch closer to where you think the sound is coming from, you start to hear their slow and faint breathing. It’s coming from behind the Mickey Mouse sweatshirts. You slowly pull away the clothing from the person. Right when you start to see who the person is, a slow tingle sensation comes from your spine. The room slowly turns black.
