Melvin spends his days as a custodian at a bridal shop where the employees and the customers either treat him like shit or barely acknowledge his existence. He escapes to the building’s third floor where he can take out his frustrations on the mannequins stored up there. During his most recent weirdo attic session, Melvin passes out and wakes up to find the building closed. Being the uncanny freakshow that they are, the mannequins freak the hell out of Melvin. Hurling insults at him and finally getting some retribution. Mental illness? Supernatural revenge? I can’t say for sure but it’s only nine minutes long and it’s freaky as all fuck.
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