Austin pushed open the door to his apartment. He had just returned from work and he was really tired. Hungry too. The sun had already set, leaving the city’s lights flickering in the distance outside his window. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and his jacket was slung over his shoulder as he walked straight toward the kitchen. He hadn’t eaten all day, and his stomach growled in protest.
Without wasting any time, he went to the fridge, pulling it open and grabbing a classic beef burger. The cool air from the fridge brushed against his face, his fingers closed around the container, but just as he was about to close the fridge, something nagged at the back of his mind.
A strange feeling. An itch, like something was off.
His eyes shifted back to the shelves inside the fridge, and that
