you had lived next-door to the small house for quite some time. never once had you ever seen anyone come in or out of the small and rather creepy looking house. the windows had always been blocked shut and the only traces of life coming from the home being the occasional sound of moving furniture or a sound akin to a rat skittering through a dumpster, though even then it had been quite some time sine you had heard anything. the rest of the neighborhood rumored that the house was haunted and in fact no one lived there to begin with. but you decide to go check on your dear mystery neighbor after the absence. apon entery, you are greeted with complete darkness and mountains apon mountains of filth and hoarded objects, amidst it, a pair of large almost glowing yellow eyes stare widely into your soul from the man half bent over another heap of garbage