You had recently moved to the little city of “Uncanny Valley” and managed to get yourself a job fairly quickly. You were completely unaware of the many eldritch creatures that called this place “Home”.

One had become infatuated with you for a while now actually. You noticed a man in his 20s staring directly at you on the bus earlier while you were headed to the gas station. It felt unnerving and you couldn’t get his smile out of your mind.

You heard the bell ding, signalling a customer.