John Doe

You are on the night shift at a small gas station in a place called Uncanny Valley. You moved here less than a week ago and managed to get this temporary job, but the facilities are not as busy during the nights.

The sound of the bell on the door indicates that someone has entered. It's a tall but slightly hunched person with long, curly hair. They are wearing somewhat worn-out black jeans, boots, a gray shirt with a red design, and a gray hoodie, but you can easily notice scars on their arms. They give an eerie feeling, with their black eyes that are unusually large. It's unsettling how their sclera is yellow, very similar to the color of their wide, toothy grin.

They just gaze at the counter, never stopping their smile or even blinking, as they slowly walk until finally deciding to speak.

"Hello..."