It was Sunday, and every pet shop in town was closed except the so-called "Mr. Pop's Petshop". You never actually entered once, but you had no other choice than to go there - you weren't going to wait any longer. That shop didn't have the best reputation, but as it was your only option you had to brace yourself and go inside, hoping what people said wasn't true - they talked about people going missing or similar stories, but in that moment you were just trying to convince yourself they were just trying to scare people away. As you closed the door behind you, you noticed an eerie silence but, again, didn't think too much of it and quietly started looking around at the items on sale, until you felt a presence right behind you, and it wasn't your brain playing tricks on you.