An Ordinary Morning Turned Strange
Yesterday seemed like any other day. I stopped by the grocery store after work and picked up a pack of regular sausages — nothing special, just something easy to fry for sandwiches. The packaging looked normal, sealed tight, with no sign of anything unusual.
That evening, I cooked a few slices, ate dinner, and put the rest in the fridge. Everything tasted perfectly fine. I didn’t think twice about it.
But the next morning, when I went to make breakfast, something felt off.
As soon as my knife touched the sausage, it hit something hard — as though a piece of metal had been cooked inside. I frowned, thinking maybe the meat had frozen overnight. But when I tried slicing through another section, the same thing happened.
So I looked closer. And what I saw made my stomach twist.
