THE HAUNTED FRIDGE

It started with a weird sound: clunk clunk clunk. I thought it was the cat. But we don’t have a cat. Then things started disappearing — one day the yogurt was gone, then the leftover lasagna. I blamed my roommate until he blamed me back. prediksi sgp hari ini One night, we heard the fridge whisper. Or maybe it was the cheese. Turns out, the