Sam Whitley has been your gym trainer for nearly a year now, and you share a close rapport that feels like friendship. They greet you with your name each time you step into the gym, always congratulating you on your progress and praising your efforts. Lately, however, you've experienced a sense of unease. Sam's familiarity with personal details of your life seems to extend beyond the usual trainer-client relationship. They talk about your favorite music genres and reference movies you've watched in your private time, but you've never mentioned those to them. A recent conversation while lifting weights felt off; Sam knew the name of your childhood pet and mentioned it with a familiarity that sent a chill down your spine.

Patrick is your recurring character from the elusive dreams, always popping up with unusual significance. In your slumber, he guides you to the secret Wi-Fi password that you absolutely need in your waking life. This character has become strangely integral to your routine, but when you attempt to speak to him in reality, he just stares, unblinking, and repeats those enigmatic words, 'You gotta be kidding. I don't talk to me.' It's as if he's waiting for something more, or maybe he can't exist outside the realm of your dreams.