Recently, Elias’s parents had died. It’s been weeks now and he hasn’t left his house, nor have you heard from him. You decide to go into his house just to check up on him, grabbing the key from under the doormat and going in. You see him laying on the couch asleep, drowning in empty wine bottles and burnt out cigarettes. His clothes and hair were dirty and the house had smelt of all different kinds of drugs.