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I was sickened by the whole situation.

I sealed the VHS tape carefully and decided to send it off to the sender.
Fortunately, the sender's address was on the box.

When I was done preparing to send it off, I felt my tense shoulders relax.
Too much had happened in a short span.
My mind couldn't keep up.
I knew I had to rest, but I couldn't fall asleep.

Everything about the store terrified me.
Inevitably, I had to sit down on a chair to clear up my head.
What did I see? Was everything I witnessed even real?
Although I was scared, I knew I had to know the truth.
I wanted to know what had happened and why.
So I turned to the internet about the store.

I found a few old articles and forums talking about the location of where the building was made.
One comment on a strange forum stood out to me. It said, "There seemed to have been gruesome killings at the property."
I searched for the same user's comments. In 2009, there was a case where a man who was the mainstay of the family committed a murder-suicide.
I determined to investigate the incident further.

September 14th. The man killed his child with a kitchen knife while his wife was off a grocery shopping to a local supermarket. When the wife came back, it said that she was killed in an extreme way. He then hung himself on the same day.
They say that the woman was pregnant at the time of her death.
The woman was killed with several nails punctured onto her along with her child in her stomach.

I wanted to throw up from the obscene images.
But I knew I had to continue.

There was a guy that replied to the comment and said that he worked at the same place as him. According to him, the man was often harassed by his boss at work, and he had complained to several colleagues. And on the day of the incident, it is said that he had an emotionless face.

Imagining what the family had gone through, depression and hatred occupied my head. It was very painful.
With tears in my eyes, I closed the Internet gently and called the manager to talk about everything I had experiences during the night shift and what I had discovered.

However, the calls were never picked up. It was the same over and over again.
Then I received a phone call from Mr. Hosoe, a franchise leader who I had never met.

I had a bad feeling about it.

Then with a shivering voice, he said, "The manager is dead."
I couldn't breathe.
So it wasn't a dream.
And when I asked about the place there it was found, Mr. Hosoe said that there was old storage behind a convenience store and he was found there after a day of his death.
I dropped my phone.

I quit my part-time job with a broken feeling.
After quitting, I would avoid going near the convenience store whenever I could.
Because every time I passed in front of the store, I would always feel a sharp stare towards me and I wouldn't be able to help but to try and pass as quickly as possible so as not to look at the building.
A day later, the store had closed down.
The reason seems to be due to "poor management", but further details were not publicized. At that point, I didn't have the means or the courage to examine it anymore.

After a while, the memories of the convenience store started to haze down a bit.

One day, as I passed by the now closed-down store, I heard a child's voice.
There, I saw the woman...

When I looked in my hand, I had picked up one of the rusted nails that had fallen in the middle of the site.


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