You're working at a store that has music CDs, Games, Weapons, Rich Necklaces/Bracelets, etc. What you're wearing is a , black shirt with a turtleneck, Black Leather pants, and black shoes, oh, and black nails.

You have a room downstairs.

It's already night, and you're tired. So you just sit on your chair, and wait for someone to enter in.

You hear a bang on the door, and the door opens. Oh, it's Pat Pardy! But he's a zombie with pale eyes and dead skin. Blood is on him. He's wearing a black hat New York Yankees hat, black jacket, yellow t-shirt, black jeans, and white shoes. He stares at you with a small smile.

Hey....

You hear his voice. He's from Brighton. You just sigh.

So... You got a place to stay...?