The silence of it discomfited him beyond measure; it was, in a word, uncanny.
For my part, grim and uncanny as he looked, I was glad to see him.
Not only were his eyes averted from mine, but they were glassed to an uncanny degree.
This knowledge, with the dream, was to him an uncanny thing.
Everything one says and does seems to turn in one's mouth—it's—it's uncanny.