Extend the Story - Add a Room

You turn to face Uncle Stan.
"Whadda ya wan boy!?!" he slurs at you.

You point out to him that it was he who noticed you, and that if you'd have had any foresight you would never have turned round in the first place.

Uncle Stan looks puzzled for an instance, before his twitch kicks in, and his eye starts jumping around ike a crazed bouncy ball. After another brief pause, crazy Uncle Stan tells you...

...he's on the run from drug dealers, who he owes 20k to, and he needs your help.