Chapter 3 - Frank Confronts The Mysterious Figure In The Mist
Sam stepped up beside Frank, his young face pale and drenched in nervous sweat as he peered into the terrifying abyss of the walk-in unit.
“Mr. Frank, we need to be careful... look at how he’s holding the boy, he’s using him as a human shield!” Sam warned urgently.
The mysterious intruder finally stepped forward out of the thick fog, his dark leather jacket gleaming with layers of accumulated ice crystals.
With a sudden, violent jerk, the man pulled the terrified little boy closer against his chest, pressing a cold metal object against his temple.
“Another step closer, baker man, and this kid gets a permanent ticket to the other side!” the intruder snarled in a rough, gravelly voice.
Frank’s fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles popped loudly, his massive frame vibrating with the urge to lunge forward and strike.
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“You’re standing inside my bakery, threatening an innocent child, and you think you’re walking out of here alive?” Frank threatened, stepping forward.
The intruder laughed harshly, the sound echoing unnervingly off the stainless-steel shelves lined with trays of unbaked sourdough bread.
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