It was my first day in a new town. Tramps don’t have it good, you know? The best place I could find to sleep was this old, run-down shopping mall.
I went deep in to avoid detection. I passed by several mannequins in tattered clothes, food stores, and finally found shelter underneath a life-sized T-rex sculpture.
It was going to be a long night.
The full moon shone on me, and I awoke to see that a few mannequins from down the lane had moved towards me. Freaked, I started shuffling to the entrance - but they inched foward every time I blinked. It was like a perverse game of “traffic lights”. There was no sound of their footsteps; no sound of their clothes moving as they stretched their arms towards me.
I ran, keeping as many of them in sight as I could, until I reached the exit. They were almost on to me. I looked forward, prepared to jump out…. when I saw that someone had pulled down the steel shutters. I made a quick left and found myself in a dead end.
They were a step before the left turn. I opened my eyes for as long as I could, but eventually I blinked. What I saw scared me more than anything.
They completely ignored me, and were all banging on the shutters, arms frozen and fearful. The mannequins weren’t chasing me. They were trying to escape.
From where I had slept, a monstrous roar boomed across the mall.
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Credits to: dev9x
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