At first, I thought it was a piece of metal or plastic. But when I carefully removed it, I felt sick: it was a USB drive, a regular drive covered in sausage pieces. Just the thought made me sick. I’d already eaten from that package! How could a USB drive end up inside a sealed sausage?
Disgust gave way to curiosity.
I plugged the USB drive into my computer, not knowing what to expect, and what I saw gave me goosebumps. There was only one folder, titled “OPEN ME.” Inside was a single photo: a picture of a man staring at the camera and laughing.
I dropped the mouse and sat there, staring at the screen, a shiver running down my spine. Maybe it was a bad joke, but who would go so far as to hide a flash drive in their food?
Now I’m torn between calling the police to investigate or simply putting it aside and trying to forget about it. Either way, one thing’s for sure: I’ll never look at store-bought sausages the same way again.
I dropped the mouse and sat there, staring at the screen, a shiver running down my spine. Maybe it was a bad joke, but who would go so far as to hide a flash drive in their food?
Now I’m torn between calling the police to investigate or simply putting it aside and trying to forget about it. Either way, one thing’s for sure: I’ll never look at store-bought sausages the same way again.
