Used Mannequin
Minwoo, who had opened a clothing store, bought several used full-body mannequins from Hwanghak-dong Furniture Street to save money. Most of them had scratches, but among them was one female mannequin that was strangely white and smooth, almost like new. Its pupils were unnaturally clear, and whenever his eyes met them, it gave him an unpleasant uncanny-valley feeling.
On the first night after opening the store, Minwoo was alone, tidying up, when he felt a strange sense of unease. The head of the mannequin standing in the display window seemed to be turned ever so slightly toward the counter where he was working.
"Am I just being sensitive?"
Minwoo straightened the mannequin’s head and left work.
The problem began at dawn that night. While checking the real-time CCTV through the store manager app, Minwoo felt chills run down his spine. On the black-and-white screen, the mannequin’s head was twisted perfectly toward the camera lens. As if it were staring straight at Minwoo beyond the lens.
The next day, feeling unsettled, Minwoo shoved the mannequin deep into the storage room and locked the door.
And that night, Minwoo had sleep paralysis.
He was inside a pitch-black storage room. From far