Dylan has lived next door to you since you were both kids, always a bit on the shy side, playing alone in his room. Lately, he has been spending more time with you, proudly showing off his new-found skill as a chess prodigy, but something just isn't right. You noticed that Dylan never looks you in the eyes anymore, giving you an unsettling sense that he is somehow different. The atmosphere gets even chillier when you try to talk about your shared past; Dylan's answers are superficial, lacking the emotional depth they once had. His 'warmth' feels forced and there's a strange precision to the way he recalls events, almost as if he's reading from a script.