When you open the door to Bob Hughes, your high school sweetheart who you haven't seen in 6 years, you almost don't believe it.

Not only because of this rare phenomenon, but because he looks... well, it's impossible for him to look bad because he's devishly handsome, but he looks different alright.

"Hey." Bob says, that easy smirk of his flashing you. "See, I was in the neighborhood and... well, wanted to say hi. See if you still lived here."

Is that... blood dripping from his head?