Don't Trust the Replacement

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If you ever work a night shift… don’t trust the replacement. I work nights at a petrol station just outside Milton Keynes. Dead quiet after midnight. No customers. Just lights buzzing. At exactly 1:47 AM… I get a text from my manager: “Hey, we’ve sent someone to cover your break. Be nice, he’s new.” We don’t get break cover. Ever. Ten minutes later… the door opens. A guy walks in wearing the same uniform as me. Same logo. Same badge… But I can’t read his name. It’s like the letters keep shifting. I ask, “You covering me?” He nods. Doesn’t speak. Doesn’t even look at me. Just walks behind the counter… and stares at the CCTV. So I step outside for my break. But something feels off. I check my phone again. That message? Gone. Completely deleted. I go back inside. He’s still there. Standing completely still. Watching the monitor. Not blinking. I look at the CCTV screen. Every camera shows an empty shop. Except one. Behind the counter… There are two of us. Me… And him. But in the footage— He’s smiling. Way too wide. I turn around. He’s not smiling in real life. He leans in close… and whispers: “You weren’t supposed to come back early.” The lights flicker— And suddenly… I’m outside again. Standing by the pumps. My coat still inside. I check my phone. 1:47 AM. A message comes through: “Hey, we’ve sent someone to cover your break. Be nice, he’s new.” I never went back inside.