An Ordinary Morning That Took a Chilling Turn
It started as an ordinary day. After work, I stopped by the grocery store to grab a few things — including a pack of sausages. Everything looked perfectly normal: sealed packaging, clean label, nothing suspicious at all.
That evening, I cooked dinner, ate a few slices, and put the rest in the fridge. Everything tasted fine. I didn’t give it another thought.
But the next morning, when I went to make breakfast, something felt off.
The Moment Everything Changed
As I sliced through one of the sausages, my knife hit something solid — too hard to be a piece of meat. Confused, I tried again, thinking maybe the sausage had frozen overnight. But the same thing happened.
I looked closer. Something metallic was hidden inside.
When I carefully pried it out, my heart skipped a beat.
It wasn’t a bone or a piece of machinery.
It was a USB flash drive.
For a moment, I just stared at it in disbelief. How could a flash drive possibly end up inside a sealed sausage?
I had already eaten several pieces from that same package the night before. The thought made me uneasy.
I wiped the object clean, debating what to do. Throw it away? Take it to the store? Or… plug it in and see what was on it?
Curiosity won.
What I Found on the Flash Drive
I connected it to my laptop, half expecting it to be empty or corrupted. But within seconds, a single folder appeared on the screen.
It was named simply: “OPEN ME.”
Inside was only one file — a photograph.
When I opened it, the image filled the screen.
A man’s face stared directly into the camera, smiling in a way that sent chills down my spine. It wasn’t a friendly smile — more like the kind that hides something you can’t quite explain. His eyes seemed to look straight through me, almost as if he knew I’d be the one to find it.
There was no background, no text, no information — just that haunting grin.
I slammed my laptop shut and sat frozen.
A Prank, a Mistake, or Something More?
At first, I tried to rationalize it. Maybe it was a bizarre factory error, or someone’s strange sense of humor. But the longer I thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense.
The sausage package was perfectly sealed. There were no signs of tampering. Nothing that could explain how the flash drive ended up there.
And that image… who was that man?
Was it a random photo — or was there a message behind it?
The more I tried to reason, the more unsettling it became.
What Should I Do Next?
I considered contacting the grocery store or the manufacturer. Maybe even the authorities. But then another thought crept in — what if they didn’t believe me? What if it somehow traced back to me?
For now, the flash drive sits sealed inside a drawer. I can’t bring myself to throw it away, but I also can’t stop thinking about that picture.
Every time I walk past the kitchen, I catch myself glancing at the fridge, remembering that package of sausages that looked so ordinary — and what was hidden inside.
Final Thoughts
Sometimes the strangest stories begin with the most ordinary moments.
I’ll probably never know how that flash drive ended up inside my food, or who the man in the photo was.
But one thing’s for sure:
I’ll never look at store-bought sausages the same way again.
Even now, the memory of that face lingers — not in nightmares, but in that uneasy space between curiosity and fear.
