The inside of the antique shop was just as Duncan had guessed—full of clutter, decay, and a disheartening business scene. Merely looking at the dust piled near the showcase window, a Visitor could imagine how the owner had let his life fall apart.
The first thing he noticed were the shelves near the walls on both sides. Sturdy, low tables held large vases, sculptures, and cryptically intended totem-like objects. The wall behind the shelves was grid-like, fitted with spaces for placing smaller "items." Opposite the main entrance was a long counter, behind which a dusty rack held dimly colored paintings and small ornaments.
Behind the counter, there was also a stairway leading to the second floor, dimly lit and with an indiscernible structure at the moment.
Beneath the stairs was another door which, in "memory," should lead to the store's back warehouse—half-filled with clutter.