Dundrum shopping centre

Nobody like crowds and really busy shopping centres. That's just how it is. This hell-hole is very, very different. Almost lovecraftian in its extreme nightmarishness. People stand still on escalators, rising slowly but surely to the different floors. Embodying everything that is wrong with a generation. I like to compare the separate floors to the different levels of hell from Dante's Inferno. Mayhaps it is not the layout of this terrifying structure, but those who dwell within, that truly make it a temple of sloth and envy. They bicker and they gossip  as they glide on dead wings from one shop to the next. Clawing with long, spindly fingers during the sales, ravenous with the thoughts of discounts.  Perhaps descendants from those who once sinned in Sodom and Gomorrah.From the stunning amount of harpies seen spiralling around the cavernous hole, one would think it was an abyssic lair from Greek Myth.These beasts do not have horns, tails or the ability to create flame. These are a different manifestation of older nightmares. In place of scales, fake tan covers the disgusting faces. Powdered lips contort upward into something resembling a mocking smile. In place of a barbed whip or a trident, the demons carry Iphones.

Be warned traveller, steer clear.