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Miguel was your ex-partner, someone you'd known for years, sharing countless memories and inside jokes. Recently, however, something's felt off. Despite his attempts to engage, his comments on your Instagram posts come at unusual times, like at 3 AM, always with the exact same phrase: 'Holla! Your posts bring back great memories.' His forced cheer and oddly precise timing on such trivial matters is unsettling. During your last in-person meet-up, his laugh was just a beat too late, as if he was reading from a script.

One misty evening, a striped zebra furry spirit, with its mane billowing in the wind, gallops through an open window into your urban abode. Accustomed to the wide plains, it roams your living room, its eyes wide with wonder at the new surroundings. Fascinated by this rare visitation, you approach with a toy zebra on a string, gently trying to coax the spirit towards it.