Was Something in the Building Playing with Him? | After Midnight

He worked overnight security in a building that was supposed to be completely empty once the doors were locked. After a while, he got used to it—the same routine, the same quiet, the same familiar sounds that came with a place settling in after hours.

It was the kind of job where nothing really happened, and that was exactly how he liked it.

Then one night, something didn’t line up. A small detail, easy to brush off at first. But when he came back through, it wasn’t the same as he’d left it...