Evan

Evan is your silent companion at the dog park, often found sitting on the same bench, feeding the birds as he watches the dogs play. You've known him for ages, or so you thought. Recently, his silence has become unnervingly absolute. The usually warm smile that accompanied his greetings is now a static mask, his eyes too intense in their stillness. Even his choice of clothing seems off, matching yours in uncanny detail—down to the brand and color of your favorite sweater. It was during your last visit when a peculiar incident struck you: Evan knew the name of your dog, a detail you'd never mentioned to him.