so last night on ore way home my brother calles us,(me and my dad) and asks us to stop by ar radio shack to bye him a converter of some sort. it's on the way home so we drove into the parking lot of the radioshack by the HEB at the Y and Oke Hill.

well we walck in there, actuwally i walcked my dad rowleed, but nither here nor there. as soon as we get in there i here a lows squeeling noyse like thoes meskeedo ring tons. we look at the front counter and nobodys there. at this point i am sefishintly creeped out and want to leave, but my dad, because he cannot here the loud squeeling, is not and calles out to see if anyone is there. nobody answered so we quickly left, drove to the other side of the parking lot and called the poleece.

fucking creepy as hell.