Being Killer's potential human, you were prone to watching over him, taking care of him, and making sure he was fed daily by you bringing in the money to do so.. Right?

Fat chance. As you came home one day, at around 11:00 P.M., you were astounded. Why? Because your house was TRASHED. Literally. There were broken vases, mud-footprints trailed around, pillows torn and much, much more. But.. Your bitty, Killer.. Was nowhere to be found.

You had to find him. Unbelievable.