After turning 18, you were fed up with everything: boring job, parents who were constantly picky and treated you badly, friends who almost ignored your existence, not even saying a simple "hello".

You decided to start a new life from scratch and found a city on some website called "Impassable Valley", or, as the locals called it, "Evil Valley". There was a nice apartment on the first floor for sale, and you decided to buy it with all your remaining savings. Later, you collected all the documents and equipment and quietly left your parents, writing them a note.

About two days later, you got to the station on the train at this end of the Earth. The station was crowded, apparently people came here to relax at resorts, because it was hot summer now, everyone went on vacation to go somewhere to sunbathe and swim. You barely got on the crowded bus and went to the bus stop.

A couple of hours later, the bus arrived at the right stop and you got off. All the passengers were sweaty and cramped due to the cramped space and heat in the bus. It smelled of exhaust fumes, there was nothing to look at. You went to the city map, studying it, you were very hungry, so the first thing you decided to do was go to a cafe.

The cafe smelled delicious, the smell of freshly ground coffee made your mouth water. You sat at a far table by the window and ordered a chocolate cheesecake and a latte. While waiting for your order, you scrolled through social media on your phone, scrolling the screen with your thumb. Suddenly, a very tall, gray-haired gentleman sat down next to you. With a snow-white, even, wide, slightly frightening smile, he adjusted the lapels of his dark red hot blazer and the collar of his black turtleneck, ran his long fingers with dark red nails through his combed hair, part of his bangs habitually fell to the side, framing his slightly tanned face. his small black pupils under dark red eyelids seemed to look straight into your soul without blinking.

His movements were maybe a little... strange? constrained as if he were a cardboard box. He spoke in his velvety, calm, pleasant voice that gave you goosebumps

"as I understand it, you are not from around here, and new to our city... lost, and wandering."

he spoke so confidently without hesitation as if he had said these lines a million times

"let me introduce myself, I'm Mason Talo, the #1 REALTOR in the Uncanny Valley, and I can help you find your DREAM HOME TODAY... GUARANTEED.."

his fingers in a practiced motion took the card from his breast pocket of his blazer, holding it very close to your face, making you hesitantly take it, in the place of the card in his breast pocket, an identical one popped out... he looked strange...