[WP] Write a story that you have wanted to write for a long time but haven't found the right prompt for.

I don't know that to do... I'm so confused and also who the fuck opens a costume shop quite a few months before Halloween? Either way I liked props and a convention was coming up so if there was a cool metal hand one I could dress as Ash Williams and instead of that now... I'm just screwed.

It was a few days ago and... like I said I saw the costume shop and it was odd, I went in anyway though. The walls were lined with so many costumes in plastic bags with no props so I was about to leave when a guy came out from a room behind the counter. He was old and had a...mystic feeling to him like he was gonna sell me a Mogwai or something.

He asked why I was leaving and I explained I was looking for props or a metal hand or something like that, he said he unfortunately didn't have that but he had costumes and any one that I tried on would be a perfect fit. I laughed and walked over holding up a Laura from Logan costume that had... oddly too perfect detail, the claws looked real sticking out of the hoodie in the bag. I put the bag back though cause the mystic feeling coming from it was weird

I told him I was just gonna go because I didn't have much money and I'd probably not fit in anything I wanted. He said that if I ripped a costume he'd give me all the money in the cash register which was a little over $500... I had to agree to an offer like that but I didn't want a child costume so I grabbed a Liv Moore costume and walked into a changing room. When I opened the bag it filled the room with odd air but I took out the costume, the red hoodie felt soft and the lab coat felt real and not cheaply made, same with all the other clothes.

When I felt the wig it felt like real hair but kinda dead... I set it aside to put on last, first I took off my clothes and hoped he wasn't recording me... I was an ugly guy that wasn't super fit and chose this costume to rip it by trying it on and I'd get free money. I put the costume pants on and they fit then the rest of the clothes, I faced away from the mirror the whole time cause I didn't really like mirrors that much and didn't want to see myself wearing that odd small clothing. I put the wig on last and nearly fell over when I got light headed and felt... odd.

When I turned to look in the mirror it was old and dusty and I was Liv... I was freaking out and looked under the hoodie to see a tank top and bra I wasn't wearing before with things I definitely didn't have. I checked... down there, it was changed too which made me freak out. I had to calm myself down so I looked around for my clothes and they weren't there, I had to check my pockets and my phone was there with my ID and credit card in the panel in the back of the phone case... they showed the name Olivia Moore. My pocket knife was in my pocket and I realized I didn't have a heartbeat so I closed my eyes and stabbed my hand... there was a small pain but nothing much.

When I looked at my hand it had the knife through it and I looked in the mirror holding my hand up. My face showed a mix of fear, confusion, and a very small hint of sadness due to the confusion. I pulled the knife out which made me breath heavy and feel a heartbeat, when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror my eyes were red and I was doing the "full Zombie" thing. My hand wasn't bleeding so I wiped the knife on an old cloth on the wall and put it back in my pocket... I was so confused so I walked out leaving the lab coat behind and saw the shop was like the room. It was empty and had no more costumes, I called for the guy but he wasn't there so I left and there wasn't even I hint that it was a costume store left.

I spent the next few days at my apartment that had changed a little... there were a few brains in the fridge that had scotch tape saying personality traits on them. I tried... alone time... it was odd but fun, I won't go into any more detail than that. I looked up the shop online and I didn't find any answers so I guess I had to accept this, I found out I dig graves for brains now with the person who hired me knowing about my secret.

..................................................................................... Epilogue

I'm in a bathtub now with one of those bath things in it that make the bath fizz or whatever and it's totally amazing, yesterday I ate some cheerleaders brains who was such an amazing person who could see the good in everything and I can't wait to dig another grave tomorrow cause it's like the best exercise for my arms. I fell so sorry for the girl but she wasn't murdered or any hing so I won't try to avenge her or anything it's still such a downer though. Oh well maybe she's in a totally perfect afterlife where people get exactly what they want, I don't know for sure but it's what I literally thought of a few minutes ago and it makes me feel all warm inside.

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