There are worse places to be stuck all alone for the night than the future-themed Atom Mall.

But when the night passes and you're still stuck.

With a simmering migraine.

And there's no one inside or out.

Except for a blurry shadow on the security cams.

And a concussed stranger in the mall cinema.

Then it's bad.

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A little bit of horror, a little bit of mystery, a little bit of is this other person going to kill me?

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At one point, I thought of turning this into a 5,000 page existential drag about an MC living alone, day in, day out, inside a deserted shopping mall, questioning the object-reality of things.

Then the mushrooms wore off.

Then they kicked back in again when I designed the cover.

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Due to not getting much interest, I'm gonna put this on hiatus for a while and switch back to Sengoku Demons.

If followers magically appear for whatever reason, I'll come back and finish Volume 1.