Every time I am shocked by the dystopian future of the mall. People are whitening their teeth with UV appliances straight out of Doctor Who.
In this future, humans do not navigate by sight. Subaural stimulation from ten thousand synchronised fluorescent bulbs guides passive bliss.
Samples contain toxins to relax the vestibulum. The mall is able to control human's balance, maintaining vertical orientation on escalators.
Electrical impulses in handrails and signs are used to trigger the muscle memories of signatures and PIN numbers. The humans say it tickles.
A girl steps clear of her parent. The phosphorescent's cipher unravelled. She sheds form, ascends as one with the light. She exits the mall.