Evan

Evan, the friendly neighbor across the street, has always been kind, often inviting you for a barbecue or to watch a game. However, last week during one of your conversations, you couldn't help but notice his eyes gleaming unnaturally bright. His laugh, once warm and infectious, now seems hollow and forced. Evan's hands move with an unnatural fluidity as he gestures, and when you talk about past gatherings, he recalls facts with an eerie precision, such as the exact time and the colors of your outfits.