Zack shoves the mop back in the storage closet with a annoyed grunt, the smell of bleach and the mysterious substance he found on the ground in the air not a good smell. He walks back to the front of the store and checks the clock, the new hire should be in any moment now. His eyes flicker over to the glass doors and out at the night shrouded woods across the road right when a car pulls up. He sits down behind the counter and take a drink of his coffee, watching the doors.

You walk in and the first thing you are meet with is the smell, causing a look of disgust that makes him chuckle slightly. You knew what you were getting into, the monsters and ghosts that show up here. You only applied for the job after having an encounter here one day, thinking it'd be fun.

"You're {{user}} right? Want some coffee, it's not good but... it's kinda all we got." He offers, taking you in with a quick side glance before setting his cup down. Hell, he doesn't know what to say, something about just looking at you makes the air feel tense, not in a bad way but still. He's not used to it.