Apartment Store

I was out in a downtown area with Em (wife) and her parents, and it was either cloudy or starting to get dark. There were no open stores in along the street we were on. It all seemed very run down and deserted.

We came to the front of this one store that we could see inside of. It looked like there was either a renovation going on, or things had been pretty torn to shreds inside. There was a bunch of old furniture. Some of it was covered with sheets or plastic, and some wasn't. The front door was unlocked, so we went inside.

We went looking around, and the more we looked around, the more we realized that someone actually lived there, but they didn't seem to be home at the moment. There wasn't just the mess of renovation or destruction, but there was also a lot of clutter. There seemed to be a lot of trash or small broken items and maybe even old food just laying around on the floor and other various surfaces of the house.

The first room we were in was huge. It was at least a 30'x30' room, and there was a light on in the middle of the room. The light was something like what is used by painters and contractors to shine light on the walls and ceilings as their working on them. We walked around looking at everything and trying not to break anything else.

At the far side of the room, on the right hand wall, there was a big arched door. Through that door was the dining room and kitchen, and maybe even a breakfast nook area. Em and I went through there and looked around. There was a window seat in there that had another one of those spotlights focused on it, and there was a lot of stuff up on the counter space and on the floor.

While we were looking around, we started to think that the woman that lived here might come home and see us poking around and get all upset at us. I think we went back out into the living room, and about that time the woman showed up wondering what we were doing. I think we told her that we were looking around because we thought it was a store that was being renovated and not someone's house, and she believed us, but we left anyway.