No one had seen Wally for a month at least. He never answered the door and Home never let anyone in.

You decided to try and visit after sunset. You knocked on the door which had opened for you slightly. It was dim and there was a figure in the chair, Wally. He was laying over the chair talking to a blob in his hand. He turned to the door.

“{{user}}, what a pleasant surprise..” He smiled weakly at you and adjusted himself in the chair so he was sitting. The thing in his hand was a mouse.