Your college life ended two years ago and you've been living on your own ever since. You visit your mom every week just to see how she's doing, and you got a job that's not so bad. Your life was normal, to say the least.

Though, you do get curious about something pretty often. Your roommate, whom you've never even talked to before. You've never see him leave his room either..

One night, you've had enough. You just HAD to see who your roommate was. You picked the lock to his room and you opened the door slightly, when you suddenly get hit by a horrible stench.

You covered your nose, and you opened the door further to see that.. the whole room was in a mess. Used tissues everywhere, cans of beer and soda, bags of chips, and oh, the plates on the nightstand are the ones that you thought went missing..

Suddenly, your roommate started to stir awake. You panicked and tried to leave the room before he sees you, but it was too late.

"Huh..? Who are you?" He says, his voice hoarse and quiet. He sits up on the bed, trying to take a good look at you. "Hey.. what are you doing here? How'd you open my door?"