|I'd be cautious about going to giant eating establishments if I ate a whole corpse too. If she starts acting weird, I'm going to cap her.|
It took me just as long to get to the bathroom as it did to get to the cutlery shop, and it was when I was headed back that I noticed that time has halted! Literally, my watch has stopped moving and the sun is no longer going down! Something in this mall seems to be causing some sort of temporal disruption that has trapped everyone in it in a stasis or purgatory of some sort! Could it be we are all trapped in a certain period of time like in Stephen King’s The Langoliers? Are we all doomed to be eaten by saw-toothed meatballs?