Sometimes, hope is a yellow balloon named Benjamin. Life kinda sucks for Benjamin.

The mall shouldn't be a dangerous place. You shouldn't have to fear green men abducting you and feeding you to a tentacle monster. You shouldn't have to fear the anaconda that serves as the staircase to the movie theater. And you shouldn't have to face off against ice cream men with a strange knowledge of black holes. But if you're Benjamin - a sentient yellow balloon - or the Boy, his headless chubby teen sidekick, you have to fear all those things. Because this mall is sick, and it's your job to heal it, or go insane trying.