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Brisbane/Queen St Mall gothic

agent-pluto:

• You try to go into Lush. The store is busy, overcrowded. There is no way to get in. People are spilling out of the store. Bodies are pressed against the glass, against the ceiling. Blood oozes out the door of those not who have not made it. Yet you join the mass of thrashing limbs. The Phoenix Rising bath bomb is back in stock.
  
• Off Ya Tree is closed and you wonder why. As you walk past, you see roots growing out from the store. Branches break through the ceiling. You see faces in the patterns of the bark and they whisper to you. Piercings starting from $15.
• “Meet at HJs” you text to your friend as you wait outside the fast food restaurant. You look around, suddenly feeling a chill run down your spine. Someone’s watching you His eyes are following you closely. Who is he? He is Jack, and he is hungry.
  
• It’s 3:30pm and there are school children everywhere. Everything suddenly goes dark. St Laurences, All Hallows, Kelvin Grove, Brisbane High, Grammar. They arrive in their packs from the King George Square bus station, teeth bared and snarling, fur bristling and monstrous eyes glowing in the darkness. They demand a sacrifice. They demand blood. They demand a $1 large frozen coke.
• You walk into the Myer centre to go to Daiso. You catch the escalator to go up a floor. You arrive at the fifth floor but the escalator keeps going. You look down to see the food court grow smaller and smaller until it fades away in the distance. There is no way to stop your ascension.