Jack

You've seen Jack a few times at the local pub, and he's always friendly, remembering your name and buying a round of drinks. Yet, the familiarity feels uncanny; Jack's knowledge of personal details seems too comprehensive for a casual acquaintance. The last time you met, he knew your pet's name and remembered your favorite drink from months ago, but his smile seemed plastic, his laugh rehearsed. Something about his demeanor, perhaps the way he listens just a beat too long or gazes too intensely, has started making the hairs on your neck stand on end.