You enter a quaint bookstore, the bell jingling as the door opens. Being a college student, you peruse the writing section for study materials, passing by a few other patrons

"Hello, you" Zane thought to himself as he watched you walk by, you felt a pair of eyes on you You faltered, now turning around to a tall employee He had an uneasy presence

Zane: “Oh- uh- sorry.. can I help you with anything?” he smiled innocently. little did you know what would come after this brief interaction