#fentonic

Hour and a half past the “Welcome to Illinois” sign, he takes the exit to the gas station. The old shop looks like it has stayed there since the road was built. The bell ring as he enters, but the bored cashier doesn't even look up from her phone. He carefully checks the snack's back for the “best before” date. He put the snacks and and a bottle of soda on the counter.

“How much?”

The cashier slowly looks up from her phone. She sighs and starts scanning the products.

“Anything from the souvenir shop?” She asks, clearly waiting for a no. “take a look, we have a special offer on magnets and stuffed animals.” 

Her voice is dead just like her eyes, as she cites her sentences. 

Uh, the joys of customer service. One of the things he's actually happy he didn't have to live through. 

“53$, not including service.”

Heis eyes glances behind the cashier as he opens his wallet and takes out the notes.

Well, actually. His eyes stops, fixed on a certain object behind the cashier's back. 

Fuck it, he never got the chance before. But this is a mission, so he could probably add id as an expense.

Why the hell not?

He never got the time, before.

“How much for the staffed ghost?”

“19.90$, you want one?”

Fuck it. He'll use the league account for this. “Yes, please.” 

“The stuffies are on sale, 3 in 50$. We also got Illinois stuffie, Bumblebee and some other options in the Fun Section.”

“No, no. Just this one. That would be all.”

“Your new total is 72.90$. cash or credit?”

“Card,” he hand it over. “Say, why you got this? I don't think I ever saw one of these before.”

“Amity,” she says and go back to her phone.

“What –?”

She point at the brochures box and say, “most haunted city in the states”.