The Parking Garage
"I was walking to my car at 2:00 AM in an empty parking garage. I saw a figure standing near the stairwell. He was tall, wearing a black suit. He wasn't moving. I thought he was a mannequin. But then I noticed his mask — white, cracked, with no face. He stood perfectly still. I walked faster. When I reached my car and looked back, he was gone."



