At just under 8 million square feet and towering four stories, with one subterranean level for time-saving transport, the Mall of the Nation is home to 1600 stores and an additional three stories of residential apartments.
Boasting a 30-screen movie theater, a five star resort-style hotel and two five star restaurants, the Mall is everything you ever wanted in one place.
You may never want to leave.
When single mother Lara Myers finds herself suddenly homeless with her two children, she takes refuge for the night in the Mall of the Nation, a completely automated retail complex that never closes. When a catastrophic event occurs, the Mall is locked down, causing Lara to be separated from her ten-year-old son Owen .
Trapped and desperate, Lara enlists the aid of Simon whose job it is to maintain and repair the Mall’s army of Bots. Lara finds herself in a life and death struggle to save her family from homicidal and supernatural forces within the complex to which Simon may hold the key.
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At first glance, Lara thought the Mall looked like a cross between a cathedral and an airport. The large central chamber at the entrance stood beneath an ornately gold-leaf inlaid rotunda from which an enormous crystal and fiber-optic chandelier hung. From where she stood, she could see several other levels above her, one stacked atop the other, like a layer cake composed of lights and colors. The ceiling itself, an all-encompassing glass web, filtered just the right amount of natural light and heat to the shoppers below.
The Mall was fully automated, of the sort that had become so popular lately. During the day, a shopper had the choice of working with a live sales clerk or completing a purchase entirely on their own. For the luxury of a salesman, a customer often had to wait for his turn among a group of other customers seeking such “specialized help,” as the large digital signs posted throughout the Mall stated.
“If you should desire specialized help, please retrieve a pager from the below receptacle. A knowledgeable sales representative will be happy to serve you as time allows. Keep in mind that the wait time varies according to current business volume.”
Lara read the sign as shoppers scrambled around her, several bustling rudely around her to snatch a pager from the dispenser that she was obliviously blocking.
“C’mon, Mom! We don’t need one of those. I can find it on my own!”
Attempting to concentrate on the sign, Lara tried to ignore her ten-year-old son, but it was becoming increasingly difficult especially since that annoying whining quality had entered his voice.
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Spanish
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Talía García
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