It was late at night, and I was standing alone in my kitchen when I opened the pizza box I had just brought inside.
I had been looking forward to a quiet meal after a long day. The rain outside was tapping against the windows, and the apartment was unusually quiet.
But the moment I lifted the lid, something caught my attention.
The melted cheese was covered in small, raised bubbles.
At first, I thought nothing of it.
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