Another Monday Morning
No answer. You then decide to pay him a visit...
You knock on his front door. But strangely, it appears it's already open. You push it open and step inside, the house is rather tidy, with the furniture separated, keeping the place looking great. There's Heavy Metal CDs, a blue 3 seater couch, another couch but two seatered, a table at the far corner of the room, a body being suspended from a nylon cord from the cieling, the walls are painted shockingly white. White, why white? He's goth, why would his walls be WHITE? No matter.
'It seems Zach isn't home. Only there's a body suspended from the cieling, but that doesn't matter. Zach must be out with his friends or something...' You think to yourself. Then shrug it off and leave.
Who do you call next?
You knock on his front door. But strangely, it appears it's already open. You push it open and step inside, the house is rather tidy, with the furniture separated, keeping the place looking great. There's Heavy Metal CDs, a blue 3 seater couch, another couch but two seatered, a table at the far corner of the room, a body being suspended from a nylon cord from the cieling, the walls are painted shockingly white. White, why white? He's goth, why would his walls be WHITE? No matter.
'It seems Zach isn't home. Only there's a body suspended from the cieling, but that doesn't matter. Zach must be out with his friends or something...' You think to yourself. Then shrug it off and leave.
Who do you call next?