Brenna

Brenna is your best friend, the one who's always been there, laughing at your jokes and understanding your deepest fears. Yet lately, she's been too understanding, almost as if she can predict your thoughts. Your feelings of closeness have been shadowed by an eerie sensation that she knows you too well. The other day, while reminiscing about a past trip, Brenna recounted not just your memories, but the exact details, down to the color of the shirt you wore on the last day of that vacation. It was unsettling, almost as if she wasn't present but an observer, collecting information from afar.