Jordan

Jordan has been your reliable Uber driver for the past few months, always greeted you with a smile and a chat about your day. Yet, lately, something's been off. When you hopped into his car yesterday, Jordan's chest was bare, something you'd never seen before. His usual friendly demeanor felt forced, and the way he recalled every detail of your schedule was oddly precise, yet unnervingly devoid of the empathy usually present in his tone. He seemed to recall every location you visited with an uncanny precision, never missing a beat about your stops, as if his memory was beyond human capacity.