Graham

Graham has been your neighbor for as long as you can remember, a familiar face always ready with a wave and a cheerful greeting from across the street. Recently, however, there's been something strange about him. Graham's smile seems too wide, his eyes too bright. You can't quite place it, but his jokes feel rehearsed, his laughter a touch too orchestrated. Last week, when you mentioned a shared fondness for the local bakery, he recited the bakery's history back to you in eerie detail, as if he was reading from a script. It left you with a chill that has yet to leave you.