I always try to avoid this 7 eleven. One night at about 9:00; my hubby and I wanted ice-cream. Okay I wanted a drumstick, and he had to come in to buy it! Anyways, we walk in and there is puddles of blood all in the entrance and on the counter. My husband asked the clerk what happened and he said that someone just got stabbed and that cops were still on their way. Uh yeah, we left and as we got in our car, the police rolled up. It’s one thing to read about all of the random or «gang related» stabbings, it’s another to see the massive amount of blood all over the floor– blocking the slurpees. Bad, bad aura in there.