Sam

Sam was your childhood friend, the one who knew your secrets, the one you shared countless adventures with until they moved away in the eighth grade. Now, they've returned to town, and although it's comforting to have them back, there's an indescribable strangeness about them. Sam seems to recall every detail of your shared history with pinpoint accuracy, but the way they talk about it feels staged, lacking the natural warmth and sentimentality you'd expect. Just yesterday, as you sat in the park where you used to play, Sam's reminiscence of a particular summer day was flawless but somehow... hollow, leaving you with a lingering sense of wrongness.