At first I thought that I was just going to have a normal dinner at a normal restaurant. Sadly, that didn’t happen.

When I walked in, the place felt…off. When I sat down and ordered, I noticed some of the other people around me were running to the restroom. Others were rubbing their stomachs and others were groaning and throwing up all over their food. But what really caught my attention were the people that weren’t moving. They didn’t even look like they were breathing.

I ran over to one of the people, who I hoped were just passed out and not…dead. I checked his pulse, and he wasn’t breathing. I slowly crept toward the kitchen doors, and I tried to overhear anything that might be said.

At first all I heard was the usual, people are ordering this, people are ordering that, add the poison.

“Wait what!” I said a little louder then I had planned. Everyone turned to look at me. I went up to each and every person and told them to get out of here. Once everyone cleared out I called the cops.

That’s when the head chef came out of the doors, and looked at me in a way that made my stomach churn and ache.

He ran toward me with his arms out and he grabbed me. I screamed.

He dragged me into the kitchen. I tried with all my strength to fight and resist his pull. But he was too strong.

“Grab the poison!” He ordered as soon as he dragged me through the doors. “She’s ruined our mission and she’s going to pay!

It took them about twenty minutes to un-thaw another batch of the poison.

Right when they were going to dump a whole vial in my mouth, I heard police sirens, and before I knew it, everyone who worked there was arrested. And I was taken in to answer questions.