[a retelling of my Gramp's story]
Compass yelled at us to run as he started to climb up a shelving unit, it was in an Asian language we didn't understand but his frantic tone and the way he was moving conveyed the meaning clearly. As we moved, we heard loud thumping footsteps as something started moving in our direction.
"Staff, not friendly, chase and kill people" scribbled Compass as he lead us up a large section of shelves.
As we climbed, I could hear the "staff" walk in our direction, their sealed mothes somehow able to clearly say the same lines
"The store is now closed"
"Please exit the building"
"The store is closed"
".... exit the building."
As Compass and I reached the top of the shelves, I helped Kristol up, and as I did I caught a glance of the creatures below. They had gathered down where we had been standing seconds ago, crowding towards the shelf, their creepy version of faces tilted back to "look" up at us.
I felt a tug on my shirt, Compass, he was pointing a head and started to walk across the top of the shelf, occasionaly pushing boxes and items down to crush the staff below.
As we walked I could feel the shelves shake as the staff slammed their bodies against it, some even trying to climb up to get us. Whenever one was close to the top, Compass would push as box or other heavy object over the side and crush the staff as it fell.