Mall of the Apocalypse
Apparently the zombies already rolled through here a few years ago, when this site was used as the set of a horror flick. So the worst has passed.
Instead of an unattractive, flesh-eating mob of cadavers, which would seem the most appropriate life form here, all that can now be expected are the ghosts of desiccated cashiers and shoe salesmen, squinty tech experts from the 70s and the dreaded proponents of rayon slacks. Luckily the escalator is out of commission to spare us the horrors on the second floor.
To all those who were stricken by the recent Wall Street crash and credit collapse, this place is way ahead of you. Ironically, of course, its skeletal remains are infinitely more pleasurable than any functional shopping center could ever aspire to be. Especially since all that is left to sell are broken toys, drowning and rotting in the aftermath of the apocalypse.