You worked in a small, grimes and gross convenience store just outside town. Of course the police department was only three stores down, with a thrift shop, a diner, and a empty shut down market in between.

Usually, nothing extremely bad happened, it was always safe and quiet, despite for the usual robbery here and there. Well, you couldn’t do anything about that now could you? Besides shoot ‘em, which you usually did. Hey, it was you or them right?

It was about 10:13, your shift had started exactly 13 minutes ago, and you were sitting by the register, bored out of your mind, when the door bell dings. You Mutter out a hello, and then put your phone in your pocket.

You waited, and a man in one grey zipped up jacket, with hand covering gloves and steampunk like goggles, and one of the weird mask for gas or something. He didn’t say anything, just put a bottle of water, a bag of chips, and some clean wipes.

Cody looked at you, quietly, a little grossed out by the uncleanliness of the place.