After I parked my car, I went inside the bar. There are many customers. Some are watching the football game on the TV, some are playing with the foosball table and some are hanging out at the bar. I went to sit on the barstool and order some champagne. There's a little stage where a band was playing some music. The music is kinda nice and the atmosphere here is fun and happy. After spending some time there, I went home.
Every since that day I went to the bar every night after work. I started to get along with the bartender, Marsha. I even become friends with the manager and the regular customers there. Sometimes I even get free drinks and food. We all get along so well.
One day, I was having lunch with some og my co-workers. I told them about the bar I always go."Hey, you know we should go there sometimes."Wade(my co-worker) said. "Yeah that's a great idea." I said. "What's the name of the bar?" "Oh it's called Paradise." As soon as I said that name, they all frozed.
"Are you sure it's called Paradise?"
"Yeah."
They looked at each other with confusion and they said,
"Dude, that place was burned down 5 years ago. "
"What? Are you joking? I just went there yesterday!"
"It's true. Look."Wade wanted to show me something on his phone but I push his phone away.
All day I feel so confused and scared. 'Nah, they just playing with me.' I said to myself to make me feel better.
After work, I went straight to the bar but when I get there...
I see a burned down building and the warning tape around the building.
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