I found a flash drive in a regular sausage: at first I thought the flash drive had accidentally ended up in the food until I checked its contents.
The narrator recounts a seemingly ordinary grocery trip that initially appeared mundane, routine even, but would later take a disturbing and unforgettable turn. On a quiet weekday afternoon, they had wandered through the fluorescent-lit aisles of their local supermarket, picking up the things they always needed — milk, eggs, bread, and a few snacks. Among…