The Night the Salad Turned Against Us

It was supposed to be the kind of evening you remember for all the right reasons, the soft glow of candles, the clink of glasses, the quiet comfort of familiar faces, until one casual bite revealed a slick, writhing horror disguised as health-conscious garnish, and in that breathless second our world tilted, innocence crumbled, and dinner became a waking nightmare… Continues…

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