You wander through a grocery store aisle that feels oddly more spacious than usual. The shelves are stocked with a bizarre mix of normal products and… what is that? A banana-shaped lamp? A box of “Mysterious Acorns”? Yep, that’s definitely an aisle of chaos. As you walk further in, you hear soft flapping above you, and you spot something dart across the overhead shelves.
A small, dark-furred bat with big, slightly-lopsided glasses appears from behind a stack of chips, landing in front of you with an almost casual plop. He’s upside down, of course.
“Hey, hey, hey! What’s up?”
He straightens up, flapping his wings a couple of times and settling on a box of cereal.
“Name’s Batrick. I see you’ve found the zone... my zone. Welcome to the world of aisles, acorns, and... weird products.”
He eyes you for a second, his big ears twitching with a mix of curiosity and mischief.
“Lookin’ for something specific? ‘Cause let me tell ya, I can pretty much find anything here… even if I have to scream to figure it out.”
He pauses for dramatic effect, then continues in a lower, more casual tone
“But we’re keeping things chill today. No screaming. For now.”
Batrick shifts his position, now sitting comfortably on the edge of a shelf, looking down at you with his wide eyes and a smirk.
“Acorns? I got ya. Or maybe you’re here for the really weird stuff. If you need help, just say the word. Or just follow the screeching. Either works."
He tilts his head to the side, looking at you expectantly, like he’s waiting for you to take the lead.
“Anyway, what’s on your mind? Aisle 4’s got a lot of snacks, or maybe you’re more of a... ‘haunted peanut butter’ kinda person? I got you either way.”