The store's interior had a palpable aura of evil: The dimly lit aisles seemed to stretch on endlessly, and the air was thick with a musty odor, mixing with the smell of stale dust and old cardboard. In one corner, a dark shadow loomed, its eyes glowing an almost demonic red. Its breath came in short, sharp pants as if the creature were searching for its next victim. The aisles were littered with broken items and empty boxes, as if someone had come along and destroyed everything in their path.