The relentless rain fell, like freshly hatched maggots slapping against the glass surface, slowly wriggling down.
Inside the video store with an Asian style, plastered with various eerie posters,
there was electric supply but not a single lamp was lit, not even a candle was burning.
Only one clerk was staying here.
He was skinny, almost giving off the vibe of someone starved to death.
Lying flat on the table, with a cigarette pipe in his mouth, he would take a puff and then sleep for a little while.
Suddenly...
A faint sound came from underground.
The sound of the elevator hinge pierced through the silence, and with the arrival of the elevator, the entire store seemed to grow darker, as if some dangerous entity was about to arrive.
The clerk, idling his time away, suddenly sat up and rummaged for a candle deep in the desk.
Holding the lit candle in his hand, with a hunched posture, he slowly approached.
Click!
The elevator arrived.
