Traitor Joe's Crew Yearbook '23


They know you

"I'm so happy today!"

The aisles shift as you blink.

"Forever upward, forever Joe!"

Don

"I love you so much!"

You can

"Ascended"

Your footsteps echo louder than usual.

"Checked out but never forgotten."

They

"C'mon friend!"

You hear your name whispered from the dark.

"Lost? No, just out of sight!!"

The exit disappears as you approach

"You gunna finish that?"

Your cart moves on its own.

"Ascended on aisle five!"

The shadows reach for your reflection.

"Now part of the store decor."

Something breathes down your neck.

"Expired"

Blood drips from the shelf above.

"Promoted to the eternal department."

You feel a sharp pinch on your back.

"I love you so much!"

Eyes appear on your screen, blinking.

"Embraced by the eternal crew."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Embraced by the eternal crew."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"C'mon friend!"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Embraced by the eternal crew."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"You gunna finish that?"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Checked out for the last time."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Fear is Illusion. Trust in Joe. Joe is Salvation."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Forever a loyal crew member."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Pain is love!"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"C'mon friend!"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"A rose for mommy!"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"You gunna finish that?"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"We can't afford a cat!"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"To Love Joe is to Know Purpose. Purpose is Everything."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Obedience is Freedom. Freedom is Loyalty. Loyalty is Life."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"See Less. Hear More. Speak Joe. Be Joe"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"You gunna finish that?"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Forget the Past. The Present is Joe. The Future is Us!"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Volunteered for the ultimate shift."

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"Marked down to eternity."

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"Completed their life's transaction."

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"C'mon friend!"

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"Graduated to the inner circle."

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"Ascended beyond the registers."

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"Missing"

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"Missing"

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"Missing"

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"We Are Alwayws Watching"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Missing"

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"Forever smiling in Aisle 5"

The temperature drops as they get closer.

"Missing"

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"Missing"

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"Missing"

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"Missing"

A blurred, faceless figure stands motionless, its silhouette barely discernible against the flickering fluorescent lights.

"Missing"

Endless rows of shelves twist into a spiraling abyss, each item tagged with unreadable, cryptic symbols.

"Missing"

Glowing eyes peer out from behind stacked cans, the gaze unblinking and unnervingly aware.

"Missing"

A ghostly cashier mechanically scans items, each beep echoing into a void of unsettling silence.

"Missing"

A ghostly cashier mechanically scans items, each beep echoing into a void of unsettling silence.

"One with the Joe's essence."

Shadows move independently of their sources, creeping along the walls in a slow, predatory dance.

"Missing"

The air is thick with a fog that seems to whisper, words merging into a chant of loyalty and surrender.

"Missing"

Faint, distorted announcements repeat over the PA, each message more demanding and less coherent.

"Missing"

The exit signs flicker and dim, as if retreating from something unseen and feared.

"Missing"

Produce section exudes a low, ominous hum, fruits and vegetables pulsating subtly in the dim light.

"Missing"

The freezer section doors are frosted over, with vague, handprint-like smudges streaked across the glass

"Missing"

Products on the shelves begin to decay in real-time, their forms collapsing into grotesque, unrecognizable masses.

"Missing"

The store

"Missing"

Echoes of a broken melody play backwards over the store

"Missing"

Surveillance cameras blink rapidly, their feeds glitching into static-filled images of otherworldly figures.

"Missing"