After the Shop Shuts by T.J. Gallasch

I never believed Sally, when she said what she’d seen. It sounded like nonsense. It had to be, and I planned to prove it.

I easily hid away in one of those cupboards where they keep the extra stock, stuff that doesn’t fit on the shelves.

When all the lights were off and it sounded like everyone had gone home, that’s when I ventured out from hiding. That’s when I saw the mannequins dancing, just like Sally had said.

Sally never told me she’d stayed in the cupboard. Those mannequins pluck the eyes and cut the tongues of any witnesses.