I got a new job last week in a candy bar at a train station. It was a very old train station; 50 years old. As soon as I began to work there, I could tell that something just wasn't right. There were rumours that the original owner (who died in 1979) haunts the corridors. But they're just rumours, right? It wasn't until this 7-year-old girl bought some candy last week, that I thought the rumours were true. She disappeared down the corridor and out of sight. Suddenly, I heard her scream. And then, I saw the figure....
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