Funky munky, he read amused, the keys rattling in the lock. An odd name for a store. He wondered what they had sold back in the day. The estate agent had said it hadn’t been in use for over three years now, though the lettering was still there.
Easing himself into the room, he stopped and shuddered for a second. It must have been years since someone had come in here. It was dark and musty, spider webs lining the walls and hanging down from the ceiling.
Suddenly, a hand shot out from behind him, stopping his scream before he had even formed the sounds.
No one had told him whether others had enquired about the store. Now, he knew there had been others. But none of them had lived to tell the tale of the monster that lived here.
FFfAW, Week of August 16, 2016
Photo prompt provided by TJ Paris
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