You enter the Dimly lit shop. A small room with various Trinkets, Gadgets, and Suspicious items lining the shelves and walls. At the center one end is a Counter with an Old Fashioned Cash Register. A Person Shoots up from the counter. Their movements Quick and Unnatural, as if the body were a mere Marionette on strings, or a Hand Puppet. It's Masked face turns to you. It speaks in a voice that's just as Unhuman. "Hello... There. Wh-at might you Be In forrrrr...??"