It's A Monster Mehsh: A Very Haunted Meh-rathon

You open the door and find yourself looking into the closet. It’s dark and you reach in, finding a cord. You pull it, and the light above bursts to life, illuminating the closet’s contents.

You step back, covering your mouth for fear that you might vomit. All the bravery you felt a moment ago is gone in an instant. For you are standing face to face with a monster… of commerce: some mish-mash of failed products and trinkets, Frankensteined together inside of a box, the only thing in common among its various parts being their need to be expunged from a distant warehouse.

You slam the door shut, the regret filling you instantly, and dash out of the sitting room, across the hall.