When I used to work at Papa Johns, there was one night I’ll never forget. I had the night shift, and my best friend Alex was there with me, so I was sure that if something bad happened he would have my back. We decided to start to close up around 1:40 am, but just as we started to move the phone rang. I answered with a kind hello. I heard screaming in the phone then someone call my name. My face turned pale, and I was paralyzed. I stood there for a good minute before I hung up the phone and when I did I turned around to find Alex giving me a look of fear. I told him we could go and as soon as we left I saw someone standing inside the building, I had no idea when they got in, but I did my best not to think about it. We were on the road for a good 20 minutes until Alex’s car broke down. He was terrified, he just filled his tank a little after we left work, and he changed oil a couple days ago. He asked me if I could go check the car with him and I gave him this face that said, “Dude, what the hell is wrong with you!” I told him that he was 26 and I was not going out there with him I said as I pointed to the road. He looked at the road which was where I pointed and turned pale. I slowly looked at where I was pointing and froze, I saw a man with long black hair and a purple jacket when I looked at him everything went black.
Author: Danielle Little