Curiosity got the better of me. I remembered the grandmother’s words and thought maybe it was just symbolic — like a sip of champagne for good luck.

I opened the bottle and carefully tasted a few drops. The liquid was icy cold, almost freezing, with a bitter, metallic taste.

After a while, something strange began to happen to me 😲 And only then did I realize what was really inside that bottle — and I was horrified. Continued in the first comment 👇👇

A minute later, my body felt as if it had turned to stone. I could feel everything — the sheets against my skin,