This store is unstuck in space and time. Whats to stop you from just grabbing something and rushing outside with it? You shop around the place. The toy section catches your eye. The racks are really tall, way over your head and stuffed with lots of strange toys. You pick up a cool looking plastic saxophone that has a wild warm plastic sound to it when blown through. You select a arm load of toys castanets and cheap wooden flutes made for children. You able towards the front but when you get close you run for the door. A couple managers pursue you ordering for you to stop! You run out and they follow but when they get outside you are gone. You turn back to see a vacant store, closed for years. Windows pocked with air gun fire and sprayed with gang signs. But the instruments are still in your arms, brand new but from decades ago.