Moptop was always somewhat surprised that, aside from some minor layout changes, the interior of every Tagret store looks eerily similar. In this particular building, however, he had gotten lost in a hallway somewhere behind the clothing department. Figuring that it probably led to the restrooms or, at worst, an emergency exit, Moptop continued down the corridor until he arrived at a large, steel door.
Opening it, he was surprised that it revealed a small, stone chamber, unlit except for a single bulb dangling from the ceiling. Huddled in the middle of the room were three old, ugly women dressed in black robes. The walls and floor were scratched with bizarre symbols. The women glanced up at Moptop.
Without any acknowledgment, the trembling Moptop turned around quietly, closed the door behind him, and found the nearest employee.
"Are you aware of your . . . uh . . . problem back there?"
