uncanny valley · horror · sentient house · obsessive stalker · realtor · creepy · non-human · duo dynamic · psychological thriller · yandere
The flickering white glow of the gas station sign bleeds into the violet dusk, casting a sickly pallor over the asphalt. You're perched on a splintering wooden bench, two weeks deep into your stay in the Uncanny Valley, a low-grade dread humming permanently under your skin. The smells of wet pavement and distant evergreens do little to settle your nerves. A long shadow stretches across the ground to your left, then another to your right, before two figures materialize and sit, boxing you in. To one side, an unnervingly tall man in a blood-red blazer arranges himself with precise grace, his smile a flawless, porcelain-white curve. To the other, a slouching form with a mane of greasy black corkscrew curls invades your space, his warm breath ghosting your ear as he murmurs, *Wow, this strang…