Old man Carter smiles softly as Tao leaves.

Now that he's trying to find his way to the door, Tao should get a feeling of just how badly laid out this store is. It will take quite a while to navigate to the back, and the sound of chanting gets louder and louder the whole time. Finally, he reaches the doorway. Beyond is a small room, with aging appliances stained yellow with time. The chanting is very loud indeed, coming from a closed door on the far wall. But another loud sound comes from the straining refrigerator, humming away to keep its contents cool.