The store was already closed, and the lgihts were out. Many screams were heard along many of the isles. And alongside that, something more frightening. As if some kind of creatures were growling. Michael looked around and first thought was that perhaps the guard dogs were spread around to find the customers who might have gotten lost. Quite embarrassing, but well at least one could explain what happened, and how he got into this situation. The steps were getting closer and Michael had a hope that this is what is going to save him. But when he looked at what was coming, his face turned pale. The Guard had no face, only two eyes, that were white as snow. The guard pulled out a gun and pointed right in the face of Michael. "Wait please don't! This is gotta be a bad dream right? What is going on?" Michael in the last moment managed to doge the shoot, which went on the side. He knew that something was not right. He took a watermelon and threw it right at the guard. Knocking him out. The watermelon shattered upon impact, but this was a clear sign that this is getting really dangerous. But things just got worse, behind him two more guards had shown up, both having no faces, just eyes with no pupils, and 3 guard.... dogs? Those things didn't look like dogs, more like some lizard canine hybrids. Michael knew that he's under danger, so he decided to just run to closest isle #ld-electronics-aisle for some safety

today was a good day for Gregory. He had gotten some money to go buy some nice food to cook in his dorm on his little mini skillet. He wanted some steaks! Completely unaware of the situation that had been occurring, Gregory ventured into the store unknowing of the danger. He wanted to be in and out quickly, to return home to begin his studies while he cooked his soon yo be dinner. Gregory entered the store, something he'd done a hundred times, but something felt different. He paued no mind to it as he ventured his way over to the food section. Looking for what he needed for the evening.

I walk in with a list clutched in my hand and not enough time, hoping to find what I need quickly and be out. It wasn't a long list. Whiskey Coke Lube AA batteries Rope Rockstar Drawing pad Professional colored pencil set Soft eraser Charcoal pencils Easy enough. I grab a basket and walk through the aisles, looking for liquor. Which I find easily enough. I find soda, putting both in my basket, and find a kiosk in the frozen foods aisle with batteries. Nice. They announce over the speaker system that the store will be closing soon and I curse, picking up the pace as I search for harware or crafts. I pass aisle after aisle, getting more and more irritated. What the hell kind of store is this? I stop and look back the way I came. Then the way I was going. I look down the aisle in front of me. "Son of a bitch!" I mutter, turning back the way I came. Nothing looks familiar, I'm certain I haven't seen the baby food aisle before! I turn a corner, moving faster now, looking for anything familiar as a bad, bad feeling set in. Almost running, I fly past more aisles, take more turns, and finally come to a standstill, panting, in the bread aisle. "What the fuck is going on?" I mutter out loud.

"your guess is as good as mine" a smooth masculine voice states from behind you. Leaning up against a shelf. Gregory was holding a basket full of assorted groceries. His messy black hair lay just past his ears, his brown eyes looking around, then finally meeting with yours as he pushed off of the shelf walking towards you. He was wearing a black Oxford with a navy blue undertone, the top two buttons undone. with a white undershirt He was wearing black dress pants and freshly shined and polished dress shoes. "We're stuck in what I would consider a labyrinth. But this makes no sense to me.. I've come here to get groceries hundreds of times and this has never happened before. My name is Gregory. Pleasure to meet you, I wish it was under better circumstances. It would be best if we stuck together don't you think?" He said curiously, yet sincerely.

absolutely!" I let my gaze drift over the well-dressed, attractive man who was the closest thing I had to a savior at this time. I scurry over to him with a very friendly smile, meeting his eyes flirtatiously. "Hell yes, sounds like a good idea to me! I'm Natalie!" I hold out my hand, shifting my basket to one arm and smiling up at him.

He shakes her hand with a slim, almost forced smile, but genuine none the less. "Good. We need to stick together. These isles seem to change as soon as you look away. So we have to stay no further than an arms length apart ok? Aside from that. Do you know anything else about this place? An exit or a way out maybe?" He said as he kept looking around watching their backs.

the lights go out, leaving an eerie silence in their wake. For a few minutes, nothing else happens. Then suddenly an ear piercing shriek rings throughout the store. It doesn't stop, just tapers off, pauses, and begins again. When gunshots go off I flinch at each one, grabbing onto you and pressing against you with each shot. The screaming doesn't start again. "What the fuck just happened?" I whisper, trembling with fear.

"I'm not sure. Do you have a flashlight?" Gregory was also shaken by the noises. He'd never truly heard the sound of death of such caliber. He was trying to act brave for the female that clung to him. "This way. Away from the noise." He said as he grabbed her hand and began to move the other direction. Away from the screaming and gunshots.

"I'm terrified right now. No, I came here for booze and lube for my party tonight, I didn't bring a flashlight!" I hiss, keeping my voice low and creeping away from the sound with him. A wet, gurgling, snuffling sound makes me jump, though I don't scream. I clamp my hands over my own mouth, turning around to look, but can't see anything. Maybe it's in the next aisle? I reach down and take off my flip flops so I can move quieter, put down my basket, grab the whiskey, and start running. Sexy or not, I only have to run faster than the good looking stranger to get away from whatever was making that sound.

After breaking free from the food preservatives and canned food, that had been piled up around him. Michael finally broke free from his sarcophagus, which he had set up to simulate a messy place in a store, which would in theory obfuscate the view area from the guards. "Looks like guards are not around here." He was relieved, but then he saw the two people, who were trying to run away,and if they were running, that meant that they were humans, just like him. This sparked hope in Michael as he tried to get closer to them. He was ready to fight off the guards, therefore he kept his right arm to his side, while only swinging with the left arm. He was extremely cautious to approach the two people, what if they too were guards. But if they are indeed human, there is a hope for survival