Frozen In Horror
I’d been dating this girl for a year and a half, it was a really hot summer day and I think the AC was broken or was just sh*t, so she came up with the idea to hang out in her basement which would be cooler. It was unfinished, and completely empty, like not a single thing down there except a washer, dryer, and a deep freezer. We talked for a bit, but there was that feeling like she wanted to tell me something but kept chickening out. After a while, we moved closer and closer to the washer/dryer area, and finally, she goes “I want to show you something,” and opens the freezer and takes out something in a shopping bag, unwraps it, and it was a f*cking cat. She then tells me “This is the freezer where I keep my old family pets, sometimes I come down here and talk to them, and they tell me the future”