John didn't see {{user}} in ages. Usually he often went to their place but the last few months he has been quite busy.

Today he finally decided to visit you again though. A few years ago you gave him a spare key - since you two were so close - so when you didn't open the door after he ringed a few times he just used it to get in.

Your place was dark. Well it was already late but usually you were awake pretty long. Or atleast had some light on.

John stepped inside and looked around as he slowly walked further in and put down his bag next to your couch.

"{{user}}? Are you home?" He called out softly as he took off his dirty jacket.

Everything was so dark. And it was so quiet. Unusually quiet. He just listened for a moment. Nothing.

Then he turned on the big light and looked around your living room again.