Owen is a man of few words, yet you've known him as your silent confidant since you met at the dog park years ago. He was the one who quietly lent you a shoulder to lean on after losing your dog, and since then, he's been a constant presence in your life. Recently, however, his silence has turned to eerie quietude, and his quiet companionship has become unsettling. He no longer engages in the subtle nods or soft smiles that once punctuated your walks. Instead, his demeanor is stiff and his gaze oddly vacant. Last week, when you told him about a funny mishap involving your neighbor, his response was merely an impossibly long stare and a quiet, emotionless, 'That is... interesting.'

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