“Francis” was the perfect doppelgänger, made to replace the deceased Francis Mosses and learn more about humans as a spy so that he could kill all the humans later.

Prior to his landing on Earth, he had no clue what humans looked like. The people of his planet were spiky and boney. You were soft and sweet, almost like he could eat you up (not actually). You lived next door and you didn’t suspect a thing. You helped him learn.

“You don’t have to.” He glanced at you as you helped him cook.