Manager with a hint of nightmares

"We should tell the manager" Calvin suggested

I nod. Maybe he knew something about the suit. Hopefully, there wasn't going to be one of those plot twists where he is a part of it. That would just kill my mood. We walk to the managers office and knock on his door. We hear rustling and a female worker comes out with her shoes in her hand. She fixes her tie, waves, and walks back to her station. I rolled my eyes in disgust.

"Oh, boys," the manager said, almost unhappy we were males. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Well, ya see" Calvin begins

I roll my eyes as he dramatically explains what happens.

"Rick was scared, but you know, as the brave and cool man I am, I was like 'Don't worry, Rick, I'm here!' and I held him because I knew he was scared shitless"

I let him lie because I didn't care. Because at the end of the day, I knew what had happened, so fighting over it didn't matter. The manager nodded and looked up at us, thinking. He was a short and chubby man.

"I tell ya what. Let's go see for ourselves" 

The manager opens the door and walks towards the mascot. I was taken aback at this. Was he just going to take off the mascot headset in front of everyone? The manager has the mascot bend down, pretending like he had something to tell him. He then quickly removed the headpiece. The man inside was smiling wide as he looked at his boss.

"Something wrong?" He asked

The manager looks at us then at the man.

"Well, apparently not," the manager says

He hands over the headpiece and walks over to us.

"Maybe you two should take an early break, no?"

He says, but his gaze was directly on me. As he walked away, Calvin wondered off to flirt with his girlfriend over text. 

I scoffed at how he always has to text her every five minutes. I wasn't jealous or anything. He was my best friend, and he wasn't like those guys who always ignored their friends over a girl. He was a good guy. I sighed and continued my miserable day.

As I walked home at night I felt more tired then usual. A day of dealing with people I hate can be exhausting. I got home and didn't bother eating dinner. I wasn't in the mood. I took a shower and tucked into bed. Finally closing my eyes to sleep.

I opened my eyes to see the mascot running. He ran and ran, looking over his shoulder at me. I chased him into Mr. Wiggly's. It was nighttime. Who knows how late it was from how dark the sky was. Nothing looked right. The streets were abandoned and heavily littered. The restaurant looked run down, like it was going to fall apart at any moment. I chased him inside, and he tripped over a broken wall piece.

I jumped on him, and we tussled. It felt...wrong. It felt like it was me who was the attacker. He put up a fight like a victim would and looked around as if looking for help. I felt disgusted with myself. I managed to pin him down, and I ripped off the helmet of the costume. I froze. Calvin was the one inside. Blood dripped down from his head. He looked injured as he looked up at me with fear. I got up and shook my head. 

No, no. I looked down to see my own hands covered in his blood. One hand holding a hammer. I look up to see him not in the suit. He was in his normal work uniform. He shielded his face with his arms, and all the co-workers looked at me. The fry cook. The manager. The managers mistress. Even the mascot. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. The mascot laughed at me in demonic laughter as everyone looked at me with disappointment.

I growled in anger. I blamed him for why this was happening. I ran towards Mr. Wiggly. As I swung and he put up his hands in defense. I woke up with a start. I felt guilt, despair, and anger inside all at once. I mainly felt guilt over Calvin. I was glad it was a nightmare. I could never hurt Calvin. He was more important to me than anything. I decided to grab my phone and text him.

I opened up our chat but put my phone down. I felt I didn't deserve to talk to him right now. I laid back down to go back to sleep.  

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