Trembling slightly, I got down onto my knees in front of the hatch, tracing the crudely etched words which were damp with dew beneath the pads of my fingers.DON’T OPEN.The warning was clear—and the massive chain spoke volumes—but the question remained: was the hatch meant to keep people out?Or was it meant to keep something in?
The Nightmares of Retail
The nightmares of retail is an exploration of retail via satire.