Steven saw his watch read 12:55. He smiled as he knew that this meant it was time for him to begin his plan. The upstairs of Wilkos was more or less a staff hangout area with bathrooms, changing rooms, and a few other things that the staff could do when on break or immediately after work. Steven had made sure to sign himself out from work at 12:30, but rather than leave, he had come straight upstairs to prepare his little ambush for Alexa. Security cameras were never checked unless there was reason to believe something illegal had happened, which meant that as far as anyone was concerned, he had probably left work when he said that he was going to.
Few staff members frequented upstairs during the work day, which meant that the only one that should be coming up here was Alexa, who would use the bathroom, change out of her work clothes, and then continue the rest of her day. Steven knew that this was her usual post-work routine because he had taken time out of his past few days to watch her and make sure that that was what she did. Sure, it was a bit like a stalker, but the last thing Steven wanted was for anything to go wrong this late in the game.
Steven grinned as he went inside the one stall, co-ed bathroom that all employees had access to. He made sure that the door was unlocked but closed before pointing the gun in front of his body, aimed right at the door. As soon as the door opens, Steven was going to shoot the gun, turning his unsuspecting guinea pig into a pile of skin and clothes. From there, he'd put his souvenir into his bag and figure out the rest in the comfort of his own home. Or maybe in the locker room if he really couldn't contain himself.
Steven's watch kept ticking in the unbearable silence. His watch now read 1:05. Had he been wrong? Was Alexa not doing the same thing she always did? Had he just given himself overtime in the future for nothing? Just as these questions were filling Steven's head the bathroom door opened. Before even seeing who it was, Steven pulled the trigger on the gun. The door continued swinging open as the person standing at the door deflated. When Steven stepped out of the bathroom he looked down to see a Wilkos polo shirt, black pants, flats, and a heap of skin on the ground. Steven knelt down and picked the skin up in his hand, feeling it's smooth, oily texture. As he got a closer look at it, Steven noticed that...
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