The next morning, the uneasiness in the air hadn't disappeared.The world looked the same, but something about it had fundamentally changed. It was enough for someone like me to feel as well.
I tried to run the shop like normal, but the feeling wouldn't leave me alone. Something was off, and I couldn't ignore it anymore.
I needed to check on the claw machine.
So I closed early and headed toward the train station. That was where the first and most famous claw machine was. And if I wanted my answers, that was one place I needed to look toward.
The entrance was blocked.
Dozens of people stood shoulder to shoulder across the stairs, forming a living barrier. They wore similar black cloaks that made it impossible to be able to tell who they were. And there were a lot of them as well.
Anyone who tried to approach was turned away.
