Cashier Finds Man Hiding In Freezer, Then Finds Out Who He’s Hiding From

“My name is Jason,” he said. Lena’s heart skipped. That name tugged at a memory—high school, sophomore year, a quiet boy who vanished without explanation. Jason Barnes. The kid who always drew in his sketchbook, who stopped coming to class one day. “No way,” she whispered. But the resemblance… it was him. Older. Changed. But him.