or, you know, Mall Goths vs. Visigoths, which I think is how we kept mispronouncing it. In any case, come wander the halls of a delightfully odd LA mall with us, c. 1996, where a mall goth witch and a Visigoth runecaster seek clues, milkshakes, and a sweet, sweet date to that dance party tonight, as they track down a mysterious missing goat statue.