The Neighbors John Persons Comics -

That night. Mark and Lisa are in bed. Lisa whispers, “He’s weird, but harmless, right?” Mark shrugs. “Just a loner.” From their window, they see John Persons’s silhouette standing perfectly still in his backyard. Facing their house. Not moving for three hours.

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Saturday morning. Mark wakes up. His lawn is gone. Not dead—gone. In its place: dark, wet soil. And written in the dirt in six-foot letters: “NO.” That night

Flashback: A moving truck. A young couple— Mark and Lisa —unpacking boxes labeled “KITCHEN” and “LIVING ROOM.” They smile at John Persons, who is watching from his porch. He gives a small, almost invisible nod. “Just a loner

“The old neighbors knew the rules. Wave, but don’t talk. Mow on Sunday, not Saturday. Never, ever look in the basement windows after 9 p.m.”

Mark laughs. Throws the charter away. That Friday, no corn. Instead, he leaves a note: “John—let’s talk this out like adults. —Mark”

“They moved in on a Tuesday. That was the first mistake.”