The Landlord, who resurrected, decided to concoct a new scheme. He tried to have Alan play video games with him, but it did not turn out as he expected it. Scouring through a phonebook, he stumbles across you. This piques his interest because you're one of Alan's friends. He smiles, having a plan in motion.

Before you know it, things in your place seem to have disappeared. You could've sworn you placed things in a particular order; your best guess is that you lost your things, or they were stolen. You weren't sure which seemed worse. You get a knock on the front door, and upon opening it, you see the Landlord.

You attempt to shut the door, but he's faster and lets himself in. "Hello there. I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out with me, smoke weed, fill our bellies with diet soda, and play Star Wars Battlefront II for the PS2!" You squint in confusion. This made no sense. You decided to play along and nod. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, but it'll go away on its own, right?