靈異故事:Coffee Shop Ghost 2(咖啡館幽靈 2)

After I had cleaned the mess and locked up, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking I wasn't alone.
A few days later at about 2:00 in the afternoon, the busy part of my day, I was in my room typing and heard a commotion in the front. I hurried to the door thinking we were being robbed. I opened it and there were customers lining up in front of the register covered from head to toe in coffee foam or soda. I looked over at the machines and they were spraying foam and soda everywhere! I rushed over to it and unplugged it, now sticky and wet myself. I apologized for the inconvenience and offered everyone a free breakfast for the next day. I closed for clean up and called a repair man. He said there was nothing wrong with the machine and it was running fine.
Later, after I had cleaned the mess and ate supper, I was sitting at the bar drinking milk and balancing my checkbook when I saw someone sitting in the corner at one of the tables. I stood up and said, "We are closed. How did you get in?" He didn't answer, but stood up and walked toward the bar. I reached over toward the kitchen knives (which I keep on the underside of the counter for cooking), but when I looked back, he was not solid anymore, but more of a wisp of a shadow figure. As I watched, the closer he got, the more he continued to fade. By the time he reached me, he had vanished.
Since then, my coffee shop has become a 24-hour "haunted coffee shop," where people drop by for supper, hoping to see the ghost.
我把地上打掃干凈，重新鎖好醫(yī)藥箱。我睡不著了，總覺得這里還有其他人。
幾天以后，大約是下午兩點鐘，一天中我最忙的時候。我正在后面的屋子打點資料，突然聽見前面一陣騷動。我趕忙朝屋門跑去，以為是有人搶劫。打開門，只見在計數(shù)器前排隊的顧客們從頭到腳滿是咖啡泡沫和蘇打水。我定睛觀看那臺機器，發(fā)現(xiàn)從里面朝四面八方噴著咖啡泡沫和蘇打水。我趕忙跑過去拔下插座，當(dāng)然也弄得渾身粘乎乎的。我向顧客們道歉，并且答應(yīng)轉(zhuǎn)天免費為他們提供早餐。我打烊清理衛(wèi)生，也打電話叫了人來修理機器。但是他卻說機器一切正常運行良好。
把鋪子整理好以后我吃了晚飯，隨后我坐在吧臺上喝牛奶，一邊檢查最近的收支狀況。這時我見有個人坐在角落里的一張桌子旁，于是我站起來對他說，“我們已經(jīng)關(guān)門了，您是怎么進來的?”他沒出聲，但是站起來朝吧臺這邊走。我趕忙伸手去拿刀子(我一直放在柜臺下面準(zhǔn)備做飯時用的)，當(dāng)我再轉(zhuǎn)回身，他已經(jīng)不象剛才那么清晰可見了，而是變成了一小束影子。我定睛觀看，他一邊朝我這邊走，一邊漸漸地越來越模糊。在他來到我跟前的時候，完全消失了。
從那以后，我的咖啡屋成了一家“鬧鬼咖啡屋”，人們絡(luò)繹不絕的來吃晚餐，希望能和鬼魂見上一面。