9. Bad News

invalid@example.com (Francisco Alexandre), Francisco Alexandre
Fri, 08 May 2026 18:09:37 +0000
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The night shift began at 11 p.m. at MinouseMart. Soren put on his red apron and waited for normality to settle back in. He went straight to the meal shelves with a smile and an unusual eagerness that revealed his complete professional satisfaction. He began restocking the chicken Ramen with the same gravity as someone arranging gold trophies on a shelf.

This shift was the quietest, yet stranger than the day shift. It had its peculiarities, like the type of people who walk into a convenience...

9. Bad News