Or...was it? Taking in her surroundings, she realized she was on the inside of a Taxi. Slink was sitting next to her, quietly and with his head down. Old John Morris was behind the wheel, saying nothing. Opening the door, she felt an overwhelming feeling of peace and calm. She stood in the parking lot, which was sparsely populated and very still. For some reason, most of the shoppers were very old. There were some soldiers off in the distance. The sky was unusually bright, bathing the building and already snow-white pavement with a soothing glimmer.
Francine felt drawn to the large building before her. Passing the shopping carts, she noticed that they were filled with various toys and objects from her room, and pictures of her friends and family. She felt sad as she walked past them, leaving them behind her. She arrived at the gates, and was surprised to see her aunt working there as a greeter. Spanky was perched happily on her shoulder.
She then heard an ominous voice over the intercom: "Welcome to Bardo Mart. Please proceed to Aisle 5."