Anna sipped a soda she got at the food court and strolled down the aisles. A series of posters made up an almost graffiti like board of spam across the wall. "Beware of Sock girls? I've heard of scare mongering but that's just ridiculous!"
Her eyes trailed the posters, one of them advertising reconstruction in a nearby store. "Wait a minute, I shop there all the time! I bought the cutest pink purse and grey hoodie just last week, is it closing down or something?"
She paced herself throughout the mall and headed back to the location of the fated store. It was closed seemingly, but what caught her eyes were the fashions inside. Many of them still folded or unpacked, entire shelves of her Gray hoodie that she purchased seemed to be stocked up there. The store had such a plenitude of fashions there, why was it selling only that hoodies now? Once she thought about it, Anna realized it was the exact hoodie she purchased a week ago! In the accessory section, crates of the pink purse duplicated countless times over spilled out. She raised her hands as binoculars inside it and looked deep in. A series of employees were restocking shelves, and they seemed to wear the same hoodie, as well as a familiar hairstyle.
Anna's face went cold as her memory jolted in. It was the same hairstyle she wore just last week when she'd pranced into this shop!
She turned around and slumped against the glass, covering her face anxiously.
