Comedy

The Night Shift Scare of Benny the Rent-a-Cop

Benny, a rent-a-cop at Whispering Pines Mall known for his laid-back attitude and naps on the job, faces the spookiest night of his career when the mall's post-Halloween prank turns eerily real. Amid shadows, pranksters, and unexpected scares, Benny must find his courage and prove he's more than just the night watchman with a flashlight.

Nov 11, 2024  |   2 min read
The Night Shift Scare of Benny the Rent-a-Cop
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Benny had been a rent-a-cop at Whispering Pines Mall for about a year, and he loved telling anyone who'd listen that "security never sleeps" - even though he took naps regularly on shift. His job was usually a mix of yelling at teens for skateboarding and pretending to know complex codes on his walkie-talkie. But tonight was different.

The mall had just wrapped up its annual Halloween event, leaving behind a trail of fake cobwebs, scattered candy wrappers, and suspiciously realistic props. Benny strolled down the dimly lit halls, swinging his flashlight in a confident arc. "Another night, another dollar," he muttered, right before he heard it - a muffled giggle from inside the abandoned Build-a-Bear store.

"Alright, who's there?" Benny's voice cracked. He swallowed, holding his flashlight up like a lightsaber. The giggle stopped. He took a shaky step forward, boots squeaking, and peeked into the store window. The bears stared back, lifeless and fluffy as ever.

Suddenly, a soft thump came from the end of the hallway. He spun around, and his heart almost left town. A life-sized skeleton prop had fallen in front of him, its empty eye sockets somehow judging his fear. Benny chuckled nervously. "Just a prop. Not today, Mr. Bones."

He picked it up, only for the mall's PA system to crackle to life with static. "Bzzt - Benny... I'm watching you..." a distorted voice whispered. His flashlight wobbled in his trembling hands.

"This is not funny, Chris!" he shouted, assuming it was the kid from tech support who liked pranks. But just as he was convincing himself that it was a joke, the mall's carousel whirred to life on its own. The gaudy, painted horses bobbed up and down, their grins suddenly looking sinister.

Benny made a break for it, running in circles before colliding with the custodian, old
Mr. Walters, who was wheeling a mop bucket. "Good heavens, boy! It's just the generator acting up," Walters said, eyes twinkling with amusement.

Just then, Chris popped out from behind a plant, doubled over in laughter. "Gotcha, Benny! The PA thing was me!"

Benny's face turned beet red, and his breath came out in embarrassed puffs. But before he could yell, an actual shadow moved across the far wall, and a low groan echoed. The trio stared as the silhouette morphed and swayed. Walters, usually all jokes, dropped his mop. "That ain't no prank."

Benny stepped forward, pulse racing but determined. He flicked his flashlight toward the shadow, revealing a balloon that had escaped from the party store and was caught in the air vent.

Everyone let out a deep breath, followed by uncontrollable laughter. Even Mr. Walters chuckled, "Looks like Benny here saved the day!"

By the next morning, Benny was a legend around the mall. They even made him a special badge: Benny, the Fearless Keeper of the Night (with a Slight Clown Phobia). He wore it proudly, albeit with a new policy: no more shifts during Halloween.

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