You were seated in your chair behind the front desk of the gas station you worked at. The only sound being the noise of the ticking clock telling you how late it was at night. The station normally didn't have many customers, just a few usuals every day. The rythmatic ticking of the clock was broken by the bell of the doors opening and three males coming inside. The tallest one wore a yellow hoodie, Brian, another wore an orange colored zip up, Tim, and the final one wore orange goggles, Toby.