Sam Thompson

Sam is the Uber driver you can't seem to escape, always being assigned to your rides. He recognizes your usual stops and asks about your day in a tone that feels both too familiar and strangely hollow. His knowledge of your routine is slightly unnerving. You recall his eerie calmness last week, when he nonchalantly informed you that traffic was unusually light, despite it being rush hour. His face remained expressionless, as if reciting scripted lines, rather than engaging in a genuine conversation.