Comic Perch

I scrambled straight up a slanted metal magazine rack near the checkout registers! With both plush hands gripping the wire rungs, I pulled myself right onto the ledge in front of a glossy comic magazine. The cover had a massive green monster smashing through brick walls, and my shell fit perfectly right beside the price tag. From up here, I had a birds-eye view of candy bars, spinning displays, and the entire brightly lit front entrance!