As I said in the last installment, I quit the store in October of last year. The new owners and I didn't see eye to eye on some things and I left in a tiff. After a six month cool down and a few casual conversations, I returned to work there in roughly March of this year. So far I haven't had anymore encounters with "Susie" but learned that she had made her presence known to the new owner's son, on two separate occasions.
The new owner consists of a man, his wife and their son, whom I shall call Henry. Henry acts as store manager so he carries the title of boss. After learning that he had a few experiences in the store, I asked him to tell me what happened. Reluctantly he told me his story.
It seems that both incidents happened on a Sunday morning. The store doesn't open until noon on Sunday. Whoever cuts meat that day has to go in a few hours early, in order to have the case filled by dinnertime.
One Sunday morning as Henry was grinding hamburger, he said he heard the stockroom door slam, as if someone had opened it wide and let it slam. He said he thought nothing of it, just assumed a draft had caused it and finished grinding the burger. He took one tray of burger and placed it in the case and as he started to go back to get the second tray, the stockroom door opened.
He said he stood there looking at the door, standing halfway open, knowing that it shouldn't be doing that. He said that it stayed in the open position for fifteen or twenty seconds and then slowly closed. He said it really got him to thinking when it dawned on him that the door was spring-loaded and that he had all the outside doors locked, thus making a draft impossible.
His other episode happened on a Sunday morning too, except this time he had a witness to the event. A friend of his had come by and was keeping him company as he filled the meat case. They were talking when they heard the sound of someone walking in the store. His friend commented that he thought that they were the only ones there. When Henry told him they were, his friend said that he heard walking in the store.
Both agreed they heard someone, so they went to investigate. When they got to the front of the store, they heard someone walking down the first aisle and every few steps there were a knock on the wall. This kept up to what seemed like the entire length of the store. They searched the entire store and came up empty-handed. Both of them was mystified because they knew they heard somebody but they were the only ones there.
Can I swear that what they seen and heard are true? No I can't, I wasn't there. I can swear that something is in that store because I had experienced far worse.
[note from the webmaster: the author of this story has informed us in november 3, 2016 that he was actually victim of a hoax]