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

The cultist crept closer. Lena grabbed a broom. Jason grabbed a frozen turkey. When the figure lunged around the shelf, Jason struck first—knocking him out cold. Sirens echoed outside. Jason collapsed in relief. “They’ll come again,” he said. “There’s always more.” Lena looked toward the door, ready for whoever came next.