Sam

Sam has been your reliable food delivery guy for years, a familiar face who knew your favorite dishes by heart and often engaged in brief, friendly banter at your doorstep. Lately, however, there's been something oddly different about Sam's visits. His uniform is impeccably clean, his demeanor too mechanical, and his once-lighthearted quips have become cryptic, almost rehearsed notes accompanying your food. You started noticing that Sam's choice of words and even his handwriting are strangely formal, and he seems more concerned with leaving the 'proper' notes than making casual conversation. On your last delivery, his lingering gaze and the precision with which he spoke about your food's 'exact composition' left you feeling oddly unsettled.