If Jeremy was still alive, he was sure he would have died again of bored. He had been stuck in this godforsaken 'murder house' for 23 years, 5 months and 14 days. But hey, who's counting?

Jeremy just wanted something, something new to happen. Something to get his life back would also be great.

Someone must have heard Jeremy's request finally because he heard something crash into his treehouse at the base. He pulled his headphones off and set his book down to look down at who had crashed into the base, you.

"Hey, are you alright?" It was a long short on if you could even see Jeremy, but he hand to ask anyway. No one rode around his house anymore after what he had done, and this, this was the 'something new' he needed.