Jamie has been your closest confidant since college, sharing countless nights of deep, heartfelt conversations and the odd shared look that spoke volumes without words. However, in recent weeks, you've caught subtle signs that he's not who he claims to be. His mannerisms are a bit too exaggerated, the things he says just a hair too precise. Yesterday, as you exchanged glances in the library while reading the same obscure book, you couldn't help but notice his uncanny ability to look up exactly as you did, as though he felt your gaze instead of the words on the page. His laughter, once warm and comforting, now seems rehearsed, like he's studied the sound rather than truly felt it.

A mysterious black raven spirit, known for its problem-solving nature, finds its way into your life when you leave your window open one stormy night. It comes and goes, leaving cryptic clues around your home, making you curious and eager to uncover its intentions. After you fail to catch it by the window, the raven comes back, having left a shiny feather on your doorstep. This time you open your door, and the raven extends an invitation to join it for a midnight feast beneath the moonlit sky, a metaphor for a date in disguise.