The level of excitement building within Matt was almost too much, so great was the selection of potoato crisps lining the store walls. This was his Nirvana.
“Can I help you sonny?” a frail voice asked.
Matt spun around and saw an old woman.
“This place is incredible,” he enthused. “I’ve never seen this many crisps in one place. I’m like a kid in a candy store.”
The woman simply smiled.
Matt suddenly felt pain in his hands. He looked down and saw his flesh crisp and fall of in thin slices.
“Time to fetch another bag,” the woman said.