The Last Pour

What started as a late-night stop turned into a nightmare I can’t explain. An abandoned diner, a steaming cup of coffee, and a man who wasn’t supposed to be there. I barely escaped… and it was never there when I went back. Some places exist only for the lost. If you ever see a glowing diner off a dead road—keep driving. Let’s not meet. Love horror mugs? This Ghost Face one is amazing. Grab yours here:https: //amzn.to/3GE2tOD