Camera 12.
It showed a hallway I had just walked through.
But something was… off.
There was a light on.
A store light.
That hallway didn’t have any active stores.
I was sure of it.
I leaned closer to the screen.
The sign above the store flickered.
Hard to read at first.
Then it stabilized.
UNIT 14
I felt a chill run through me.
“No way,” I muttered.
I grabbed my flashlight and headed back.
The hallway looked exactly like before.
Dark. Empty. Silent.
No light.
No open store.
No Unit 14.
I stood there for a minute, just staring.
Then my radio crackled.
A voice.
Static.
Then—
“…don’t.”
I froze.
“Hello?” I said.
No response.
Just silence again.
I went back to the security room.
Checked the cameras.
Camera 12—
Was normal again.
No light.
No store.
I told myself it was just a glitch.
Something with the system.
Maybe tied to that “2–3 AM camera glitch” rule.
So I sat down.
Watched the screens.
Tried to relax.
Until 2:07 AM.
All the cameras flickered at once.
Every screen went black for a second.
Then came back.
Except one.
Camera 12.
This time…
The store was clearer.
Bright lights.
Clean windows.
And inside—
Mannequins.
But they weren’t standing still.
They were… slightly different.
Like their positions had changed.
I stared harder.
And then I saw it.
One of them—
Turned its head.
Slowly.
Directly toward the camera.
My chest tightened.
That wasn’t possible.
Then the radio crackled again.
Same voice.
Clearer this time.
“…you looked at them.”
I stood up so fast I knocked my chair over.
“What is this?” I said. “Who’s talking?”
The reply came immediately.
“…don’t go back there.”
And then—
A new camera turned on by itself.
Camera 21.
There was no Camera 21 before.
The screen showed the same hallway.
But closer.
Right in front of Unit 14.
The door…
Was open.
And something was standing inside.
Not a mannequin.
A person.
Wearing a security uniform.
My uniform.
The figure slowly stepped forward.
Out of the store.
Into the hallway.
And I felt my stomach drop.
Because I recognized the face.
It was me.
But something was wrong.
The way it moved.
Too smooth.
Too… intentional.
Like it was pretending to be human.
The radio whispered one last time:
“…it saw you.”
And the screen cut to black.
I haven’t moved from the chair since.
It’s 2:19 AM now.
And I just heard footsteps…
In the hallway outside the security room.
Slow.
Heavy.
Stopping…
Right at the door.
If this post gets attention, I’ll update. I don’t think I’m alone in here anymore.