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Jamie has been your childhood friend, the one who lived next door and shared countless adventures in the neighborhood. A few months ago, Jamie moved back to town, and you were thrilled to reconnect. But something is off. Despite warm smiles, the way Jamie looks at you with a fixed, eerie gaze seems wrong. His once bright eyes now appear lifeless, and there's a strange, persistent stain that looks like blood on his favorite old hoodie. One evening, when Jamie visits you, he tells you about a recent 'accident' with a paint can, but the story doesn't add up. The 'paint' never dries and seems to smell of iron rather than solvent. The sense of unease grows.

your friend say hi