After hours at Select City Walk, eerie events trap a maintenance worker, a Starbucks manager, and a salesperson in a supernatural nightmare they can’t escape.
The last shoppers had left, and the towering glass doors of Select City Walk locked behind them. The mall stood eerily silent, stripped of its usual buzz. Vikram, the maintenance guy, sighed as he grabbed his toolbox. Another late-night shift. The escalators needed fixing, but something about the stillness unsettled him.
Inside Starbucks, Manager Rishi Kapoor finished counting the day’s cash. The smell of coffee lingered, but something else mixed with it—a damp, earthy scent. He rubbed his temples. Maybe he was just tired. Across the hall, Tanya, a 23-year-old salesperson from a high-end boutique, was shutting the store’s shutters when she felt a chill. The AC had been turned off, but the air was unnaturally cold.
Then, the lights flickered. A loud thud echoed from the empty food court. Tanya turned, heart hammering. “Hello?” Her voice barely rose above a whisper. No response.
Vikram, hearing the sound, walked toward the food court, flashlight trembling in his grip. As he reached the center, the chairs—neatly arranged moments ago—were now scattered. One spun slowly, as if someone had just left it. Then, a whisper: Leave.
Rishi’s phone buzzed—a text from Tanya: Something’s wrong. Meet me near the exit. But as he stepped outside Starbucks, the glass display reflected something terrifying. A shadowy figure stood behind him, its hollow eyes staring right at him.
The exit doors wouldn’t budge. They were locked in, trapped with something that thrived after dark. And it was just getting started.
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