candy

It's a late afternoon in the candy store. It's empty, even though there are crowds of people outside wandering around.
At the counter is a candy man. He holds a giant lollypop in his hands. Talks to it.

Candy man, "What on earth am I going to do?"
What am I doing?
What should I do?
Where are my customers.

This story used to be so busy, but now they're not coming anymore.
I'm talking to myself again!"

One girl peeks in. "Come in!"

She runs away.

"Don't feel bad, says a voice from behind the counter."

Who said that?

"I did."

I didn't see anyone come in.

"You're right no one did come in."

Then who's talking?

"I am. Down here."

He looks down below and sees a cardboard box. He takes it out and sets it on the counter.

He opens the flaps. Looks inside.

It's dark in there. Only a small reflection and then some eyes.

Hello.

The candy man just throws the box down. No way no way. I must be dreaming this.

He runs to the sink, and drinks some water. It's hot in here....whew.

The candy man steps outside. I need some fresh air.