I feel deceived. Well, just a little. Somehow, I convinced myself that this book is about zombies in Ikea. I don’t know why I thought this or where the idea of zombies came from, but I was wrong; close to what actually happens in the book, but wrong. There are no zombies in Ikea. 😦
Something strange is happening at the Orsk furniture superstore in Cleveland, Ohio. Every morning, employees arrive to find broken Kjerring bookshelves, shattered Glans water goblets, and smashed Liripip wardrobes. Sales are down, security cameras reveal nothing, and store managers are panicking.