Grocery Store

You're out of food, //again//. That Cinderella 3 movie night with friends really did a number on your fridge. You know what that means: grocery time. You get out of your apartment, and you walk on over to your generic grocery store. Until... you see something new. This place has never existed before, not even a week ago. But now it's standing in front of you. It's.... a new grocery store? [[The fuck is this?->Huh]]

It's the most interesting grocery store you've ever seen, a little suspicious even. The store emits a strange feeling, but you're not sure where it's coming from. Maybe it's the glossy banana mascot statue with a little too much detail for eyelashes, or the slight crack on the newly installed glass doors. Or, perhaps it could come from the green slime gushing from the building. It's all so WEIRD. [[The curiosity is so overpowering, you give in and walk inside->go in]] [[Like hell you won't. You decide to keep walking to go to your normal store->refuse]]

You decide to enter, going in on a whim instead of using your brain. You're not quite sure what lies ahead, but there is no turning back now. [[Enter]]

Haha, you think your rationality can save you from morbid curiosity? I don't think so. Get in nerd. [[Enter]]

Welcome to Golden Dawn Groceries! A little weird, but the name is cute. Everything about this store looks, normal. There's that freshly polished smell to the place, with paper bags rustling as shoppers buy their essential needs, and the standard 80s soft rock playing across to make a perfectly generic experience. But something in the air isn't right. You look around to see those shoppers look, oddly neutral in their eyes. It's not just in one person, but everyone. No smiles and no sadness. Still, you go in determined to get your own groceries. Now, you really need dairy. [[milk and butter...->dairy]]

<img src="Twineimages/image5.png" width="300" height="300" alt="I can't find the image!"> You grab your shopping cart, and you're off to get some milk and butter. The stroll is pleasant enough. Yet what you find pounds fear into your heart. All of the dairy section is milk, (text-style: "shudder")[**spilt milk**]. Every shelf, every fridge, (text-style: "emboss") [**ALL LEAKING**]. Your fight or flight instinct kicks in. Quick, make a decision! [[Make a run for it!->escape store]] [[Give in.->lose sanity]] [[Hide!->mystery]]

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. You refuse to partake in any more shopping if a store has (text-style: "shudder") [**SPILT MILK**]. You run for the exit, and you make it out alive. As you turn to see the evil store for the last time, (text-style: "blur") [it's gone]. Only the previous apartment buildings stood unharmed. No traces of Golden Dawn Groceries remained. [[WHAT?->end]]

Your mental fortitude wears thin, and you give into the (text-style: "expand") [spilt milk]. You take your shirt off and slide into the puddle like you're a redneck in a mudslide. You glug the milk, make snowangels in the milk, swim in the milk. Yes, the puddle is so deep you can swim in it. It's infinite in its abyss and omnipotent in nature. You happily accept and swim (text-style: "upside-down") [for the rest of eternity]. [[end]]

You run to whatetever aisle you see that's closest to catch your breath. You're unsure why you even did this, but at least the spilt milk can't hurt you now. Regathering your composure, you look around to see what's around here. It's just a friendly cereal box aisle, packed with everyone's favorites. They look inviting, maybe too inviting. Everyone from Tony the Tiger, to the Trix Rabbit, are all staring at you. All want to be a part of your balanced breakfast. [[You know what would be funny? Poking some eyes.->poke]] [[You really need to use the restroom.->bathroom]]

*Fin.*

Funny prank right? Unfortunately for you, Tony the tiger felt that, and he's very angry. The alarms in the building go off, screeching in your ears. Without a moment's notice, Tony and the rest of his cereal friends melt out of their boxes, morphing into ferocious hellhounds. They snarl and growl at you, ready to tear you into microscopic bits. How will you make it out alive? [[Get the fuck out->flee]] [[They look so fuzzy though, you decide to pet them->pet]]

You bolt to the bathroom, not giving a shit if people cast *judgemental* glares at you. Which, they won't. They're all dead inside so it's ok. In an instant, you're safe in the bathroom. But, is it really safe? Paranoia creeps in, and you check every crack and every dent to look for something freaky. Shockingly, the bathroom has nothing odd in it. It even looks spotless! With a sigh of relief, you do what you need to do. In this moment, you decide that this isn't worth it. You don't want to go through the trouble to find something as horrific as, (text-style: "shudder") [**spilt milk**] once more. But how do you want to get out? [[Just escape the place.->exit store]] [[Prank a customer and leave->prank]]

You run for the exit, and you make it out alive somehow. As you turn to see the evil store for the last time, it's gone. Only the previous apartment buildings stood unharmed. No traces of Golden Dawn Groceries, the hellhounds, or spilt milk remained. [[WHAT??->end]]

You decide that since you can't make it out alive, at least the one thing you can do is pet the dog. You take out your hand to show you're friendly, and the one in the front is curious. He's never had anyone show a sign of affection to him, so he sniffs it and instantly flips to happiness. You made a friend with a hellhound! So you rub his little bumpy head, which he likes very, very much! The other ones are just in glee, and every single one wags their tail in anticipation for a good headrub. But for now, you're giving this hellhound boy the best day of his eternal life. You scratch the ears, the back, the neck; you even rub his tummy! [[You reach to finish it off with a nice scratch on the chee->your fate]]

<h1>(text-style: "smear") [A Day in the Grocery Store]</h1> [[start]]

*oh no*, you poked his eye again. [[welp]]

<h1>(text-style: "emboss") [YOU DIED]</h1> rip. thanks for playing

You make for the exit, finally free of any more terror. As you turn to see that wicked store for the last time, it's gone. What? But how? Only the previous apartment buildings stood unharmed. No traces of Golden Dawn Groceries remained, not even the banana man statue. [[WHAT??->end]]

Heheheh.... You go behind a customer as they're not looking, and **PUSH THEM**! Just as you expect, nothing happens! They're too lifeless to do anything, like they're NPCs trapped in a grocery store forever. Kind of depressing, but there's more pressing matters like getting out of the store alive. Thank god you got out alive. As you turn back to see the last glimpse of that wicked store, it's gone? No traces of it are left; only the apartments from before stood in its place. Golden Dawn Groceries was no where to be seen, not even the Banana man statue remained. [[WHAT??->end]]