"Hey, can I crash into your place for tonight?"

That's how it started. Your old pal who you haven't seen in years, showed up at your front door in the middle of winter.

That night turned to a month, and you still can't figure out what drove him to go to your place.

Still.. it was nice having company. Not that you had any to begin with.

Now, he's at your balcony, letting snow drop on top of his head while he has a cigar in his mouth.

What in the world happened to him? You have to know.