《Survivor (Rewriting)》 Judgment Day (3 days to Judgment Day (J-Day)) "Ahh..." Sighted bald, short and buff man, placing his third beer down. "Seriously... couldn''t they at least leave a message? It''s annoying to come home and then find that your room mates disappeared, together with their stuff. They didn''t even give me back the money, which I lent to them!" "Oh c''mon! You know that they probably freaked out when they heard thatalready 3/4th of the planet has been silenced by virus. They probaly saw it, and then run away to South Pole''s remains or wher ever else. Not like they''re going to escape it thought. I mean, Earth is pretty much isolated right now." The one who answered him was youth af average hight, face and black, messy hair. "But look at things from the bright side Steve! Now you have a whole room to yourself!" The youth cheered him up. "Yes! That''s right! Now I have a whole room to myself! Tony, how about a party at my place then?"The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation. "Umm... That''s a bit, you know..." Tony hesiteted, after all they were his friends and just disappeared, to party straight after that... "Oh, c''mon! It''s gonna be fun. I''ll see you later! Remember - At my place in 3 days!" Having said that Steve run out without listening to what Tony has to say, nor paying for his drinks. "Oh, for fuck''s sake! This bastard didn''t pay!"
3 Days later - Judgment Day
BEEP - BEEP - BEEP - BEEP -BEEP-... "Oh, what the fuck! what''s happening?!" Shouted Tony while getting out of the bed and being annoyed by extremaly loud alarm. After getting up and getting his day-to-day clothes, he went to look throught the window. What he has seen has mortified him. "SHIT!" with that sound he leaped backwards startled. Behind the glass were the remains of what yesterday was people, now out of countless bodies, very few still remained similar to human as they were without a limb or two, or even sometimes bitten throught just so that you can see their no-longer beating hearts. Them too looked as if they woud be feeling left out without a few holes, like ther owners."How did the virus get here! And in one night! Fuck! How''s that possible?!" DAY 0 - BEGGINING OF THE END Day 1 Virus, not much is known about it, The only thing that is sure is the fact that it came from glaciers on the northern hemisphere after they melted down. Those who came in contact have three endings. The lucky ones die quickly, from other infected, those who survive are said to be in great pain before dying. Second best is becoming a zombie, some of them are able to hold on to the pieces of their minds, but that too - not for long. The most unlucky are those who are deemed "compatibile" with the virus. It doesn''t kill them, not even for a secound - They mutate. They turn into a walking abominations without mind, even if you somehow retain your sanity it''ll be the end of you, the other infected can somehow feel that you''re different and they''ll treat you the same as survivors - as a food.
"How the hell is that possible! It wasn''t even in Oceania yesterday!" Shouted terrified Tony. "It must be a bad dream!" "BANG" Unluckly for Tony it wasn''t a dream, which was proven by a piece of... His friend Steve, his head to be precise. "Hiiiii!" Terrified Tony thrown himself back even more then previously. He was terrified even through he knew what world he lived in, even through he knew that this was bound to happen one day.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. Almost instantly you could smell the urine in the room. Even through he pissed himself, Tony was too scared to move, not to mention feel embarassed. Several hours passed by without him moving from the pool of urine. Only when there was no sound from this dying town, did he move. Tremblingly he stood up and slowly moved once again toward the window, limping. Suprisingly, even after the disaster the street lights were working, that is those for which it was possible as they still had the light bulbs.Today instead of the feeling of safety, the street lights caused the street to look even more gory and creepy. You couldn''t see many things which left out images such as a head looking out of the darkness. The lights beside Tony''s apartment were working too which allowed him to perfectly see, the now maggot infected head of his friend who still head the terrified expression. ''bleagh'' Seeing the head and other gory images Tony vomited, or rather tried to vomit whatever was inside his stomach, but the only thing that came out was his gastric juice, folowed by growling. Obviously, since he didn''t eat anything he was hungry. Normally one would eat something when he was hungry, but with the spectacle behind his window it would be abnormal to do that, and even if he still wanted to eat, he had a problem - His apartment had only a bedroom, living room and toilet. In one sentence - He had no food, at most a bit of water. After a while he stood up again, covered the window and slowly made his way to his bed. Today was just too tiring, while not fro body, but for mind. Day 2 Tony woke up to a really bad smell. "Ughh..." He groaned, while rolling of the bed onto the ground. *sigh*"So yesterday wasn''t just a bad dream..." Murmured Tony while looking at the urine that he left under the wall yesterday. Sighting once again he cleaned up the mess he made and went to bathroom to bath. Luckily in these times it was normal for house to have private water tank and heating system. Soon enought he came out and sat on a chair in his living room. "What to do now..." He wondered. After a while he decided to check the internet, radio and television. He quickly made his way to his bedroom, which doubled as study, started the laptop. "...No internet huh, figures..." Tony was disappointed, even through he already kind of expected this result. Next he went back to living room and started up both the TV and radio. TV was the same as internet, no station was avabile, radio however has given him a sliver of hope. On every radio channel there was the same thing, a message to survivors: "To All Survivors, This Is Mike Ragetooth From Militia Stand. The Virus Has Spread Through The Earth And Our Plane Is Now Considered A Dead Zone For The Alliance. The Only Hope For Us Is To Stand Together, Against Virus And It''s Mutations. As Of Now There Are 2 Cities In Australia That Has Not Fallen Yet, They Are Darwin And Ceduna. There Is Food, Water And Shelter. We Are Waiting For You." It broadcasted twice every three hours, and he turned the radio on just in time to hear that. Tony was overjoyed since he lived in Southport, that''s 30 minutes of driving using shuttle car. Almost immedietly Tony started preparing for the road ahead. He was almost ready when he remembered - There were abominations running outside, if he was caught by them... Just at that thought, Tony started shivering. Even through Tony was scared, he knew that he need to go outside, even if not to go to Darwin, then to get some food, which he needed. Soon enough he calmed down and started walking in circles around his house, thinking aloud. "What to do, what to do... I don''t have much food, at most till day after tomorrow... Come on Tony! Think! What would the characters from web novels do! Get away obviously, but how! I don''t have martial background, I don''t even have any weapon! Imean who the hell would predict that the virus would cover over third of Earth in a night! Fuck! What to do! What do I fuckning DO!" Once again Tony snapped at the helplessnes of his situation. An hour or so passed when he finally calmed down once again. "Slowly... Okay, first is my situation, In my house I can only last till day after tomorrow, I have no weapon nor do I even know how to use it... Damn it! I''m stupid! My landlord is known for his love of weapons! He might even have some food! Next is... Transportation... I need to get to my car, somehow... Run? No, it''s on the other side of the street... I need to clear it, preferably at nig, no at evening, it''s before the zombies time I think and the abominations should go to their lairs already... Okay, it''s decided - First get a weapon, then get to my car." Finally thre hours of planning, Tony decided on his next, or rather first moves. He walked over to the window, he covered earlier, took a deep breath and glanced outside. "It''s noon already, I need to get going." Having said that he started finishing packing up. "That''s all, now a weapon..." Tony said to himself and started looking around. He walked around his home before finally going near his table and knocking it over. The next thing he did was picking up an iron statuette, which he then used as a hammer at the table''s leg. "There we go..." He stood up with his primitive weapon and slowly walked to the door, while preparing himself mentally. "On Three... One..."He placed his left hand on the handle, left as his right was holding the table leg."Two..."He clenched it, or rather both- the handle and his weapon."Three!"He half-shouted, opening the doors wide and preparing to strike down, whatever could be waiting to chomp on his throat, behind it. The first thing that he noticed was the corridor, suprisingly, even with the apolypse going on outside it was in pristine condition. Confused he first looked around it, from one end to the other, from stairs up to stairs down. Finnaly he walked out of his apartment and confusedly asked himself. "It''s... Normal?" Tony was shocked with it. Before you start making some assumptions, you need to remember the fact that abominations couldn''t really be considered to have good table manners, example of which was lyiing outside. "Okay... Let''s get going?"He said as he scratched his head walking towards the stairs leading down, to the ground floor.
"And I was wandering why it was so clean upstairs..." Mumbled nauseus Tony upon seeing the scene unfolding before him. It turned out that almost all of the residents, the one that he knew of at least were siiting downstairs whent the Virus struck. That alone doesn''t explain the clear upstairs, but what explains it was the addition brought by Virus later on, that is - Zombies. Apparentely during the time he was down and when he was preparing, some of the residents ''awakened'', and when they did they reacted as any normal zombie would do- that is jump upon the buffet, or rather leftovers prepared by their cousins. Zombies started from the tastiest treats, that is the flesh, next after they reached bones, which they couldn''t bite through, they went on to drink their life-blood. Literaly. They started licking the blood of the floor. Soon all that was left was some bones which were not left alone for long, the hungry beings started to bite on them-ceaselessly and meaninglessly. Their jaws weren''t strong enought to bite through them.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. There was also a smarter one. He noticed the abudancy of ''food'' lying outside the building. It tried to get through the door but alas... The door was closed, as abominations wasn''t cultured enought to open it and insted it crashed right through the window. As of nowthe zombies found out, that their brethens were apparently walking delicacies. Tony walked in just in time to see two of the five zombies being devoured alive - or rather unalive. After death and rebirth, mind wasn''t the only thing that was lost - they also lost their eyesight. You wonder how they hunt? Simple - through smell and sounds, mainly through the former. If so, it''s easy to imagine their reaction when they smelled Tony. They instantly turned towards him, even the ones which were half-eaten and slowly, but surely they started moving over in hopes of finaly catching a fresh prey. Seeing them Tony froze up for a second before finaly deciding to use their slow wits against them, he quickly run down the stairs and used the now-polished table as a baricade, what he didn''t expect was the fact, that the mopment he started running, the zombies sped up as well - not too much, nut just enought for one to get through the barricade. Seeing this, Tony prepared his weapon for a swing at it''s head and... Run away towards the corridor, throwing the table leg at the zombie in hopes of being able to escape faster. {RunTony, Run!} Tony thought to himself while running down the corridor with, what seemed to be his record-breaking speed... Which wasn''t so good, rather - he was even below the average. Luckily for Tony, the zombie was far worse, limping at about half his speed. Tony run till the moment when he saw the doors at the end of the corridor, he knew that this was his land-lords home. At this moment, he thought about all the zombies waiting to take the bite out of him, whit the one bihinde him at the forefront. At this moment he thought... "Fuck that... JERONIMO!!!" Our not-so-brave hero shouted as he decided to ram the door. *Thum* So sounded the dull sound of Tonybouncing back from the door and falling onto the floor. "Ouch... That hurts." He quickly got up, and tried to open the door, which unfortunately.... TO BE CONTINUED IN NEXT CHAPTER OF ''SURVIVOR'' Kidding... ...which unfortunately for the zombies opened easly, after using the handle. Tony went red inthe face from the embarrassment before quickly forgetting it and shutting the door behind him. "Huuf..." The moment the door securely shut, behind him, he breathed a sight of relief, before slumpig down to the floor - now that the adrenealine was gone. "Haah, haah, ha... haha, hahahahah, Hahahaha!" Tony started laughing insenly out of nerves, before finaly calming down after a few minutes. "Huu... I''m not sure, whether I was lucky or unlucky." He said as he stood up. "Well, now I need to find a weapon."So he said and the search begun... ... "Is that a gun!!!"Shouted Tony, before pulling the item from behind the besk."This is! A water gun... Really?" ... "Another Pellet Gun..." ... "Oh, now we have a fire ax, huh... Is it from foam?" Questioned irritated Tony, throwing the ax away, when... *CRASH* Sounded out the... Sound? of a broken glass, from cabinet, hit by supposedly foam blade of an ax. "Fuck!" Shouted Tony. "That gave me a scare... Wait, is that ax real?" He started tearing up after initial scare as he has been searching for a real weapon for quite a while now. "Finaly... A. Real. Fucking. Weapon! Not some imitation!" He celebrated for a while. "Okay. I have everything I have, I''m packed, have weapon and took some supplies from the landlord. Now I need to break through to my car." Tony stepped behined the door, behind which, one could hear weak beating against it. Tony was sure, that the one who beat at the door was his undead friend. He prepared to strike at the behind-the-door zombie and quickly opened it, dealing a vicius blow, which cut half-way through it''s neck. Luckily, since Tony was hiding behind the door, the blood which spurted from the zombie''s neck didn''t menage to hit him. Sensing that the zombie was still ''unalive'', Tony kicked at the zombies body in order to separate the ax form it''s neck, all while he was mostly hidden. He shown himself from his ''shield'' and struck, once again - this time succesfully separating the head from the body "Haa... Haa..."Tony swayed, then... "URGhhh!!" Started vomiting, all over the floor. Pale Tony, waited a moment to calm down, then left swaying, moving towards the lobby, in which the zombies still haven''t menaged to get over the table. He looked at them for a second, before leaving to get his things. After he brought his baggage, he noticed a bottle of vodka, which gave him an idea. He went back to the decapitated body, torn a piece of the now dead zombie, then returned. After he returned, he searched his baggage for a lighter, which he found. Next, he opened the bottle of vodka, soaked the piece of cloth with it, then tucked it into the bottle neck. He finshed making molotov. After doing that, he walked over to the 3 struggling zombies and started to hit their heads with his fire ax, getting paler with every swing. After ten or so minutes, he finished and moved the table to the side. Walking over he noticed that there will be evening soon.Taking a deep breath he opened the door and broke into a run, towards his car, at the opposite side of the road. *plop Plop plop Plop* Sounded his footsteps as he run. Luckily, there was no zombies or mutants, lurking withing the bodies. He quickly put the baggage in the trunk and got on to the dirver seat, starting his car. Before riding away, he took out the recently made molotov. {It''s better to burn them, right? It''ll serve as a burial and prevent them from becoming zombies.}He hesitated. Soon enought he made up his mind, litting the cloth and throwing it in the middle of the street. After that he drove away. The beggining of the ride was smooth, not literally of course, after all, the body parts made the driving bumpy. After 6 or so minutes, he got to the Berry Springs. Unluckily, the road towards the highway was stuck, due to high amount of vehicles and remains. Unhappy Tony, procede then to turn left, which was the second quickest way. After 20 minutes, he needed to stop, the road ahead has been blocked too, this time however, there was no bodies. Suprising himself, Tonydeducted, that they were cleaned up by humans, whom came here to secure the power plant nearby. Hope full, he locked the car from inside, covered the windows and decided to sleep, as it was already getting dark. Day 3 "Uh..." Letout Tony, while streching in the narrow space of his car. "It''s a bad place to sleep, now I''m all sore..." He muttered. Tony looked out of the car''s windows, outside after taking down the cover. "Still, nothing. Good, I guess?" He opened the doors and crawled out of the car. "Now two kilometers, down the road, to power plant huh..." Youth picked up the baggage and got it on his back, whit one hand. The other held the ax. "Well, let''s go!"
After half an hour, he stopped to look at the powerplant''s gate. It was closed, with no sight of a man. Tony hesitated, befor calling out: "HEY! IS ANYONE HERE?!" He waited for a minute or two, but recieved no answer. It looked as if it had been abandoned. "Well, sorry for tresspassing..."He said as ge climed over the gate. He started walking around the site, but found no one. "Hm... Well, there''s no one here... The only good thing is this van." He spoke about the van which he found behind one of the buildings. It was black, completely empty and, suprisingly open with key''s inside. When he opened the door, the stuffy air rushed out, indicating, that it has been abandoned, before the beggining. Content wit his finding, he packed his things, checked the fuel and started driving towards Darwin once again.If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. "I just wonder about the bodies. It was so clean, could it be that thay turned into zombies and walked away? No way... They are not so inteligent."He questioned aloud.
"Holy Shit!!!" Exclaimed Tony at the sight, shocked. He was standing beside his car, looking at the remains of the bridge over the Elizabeth river. The bridge was completely destroyed. From where he was standing, he could see that this side of the bridge only reached into the water for about 10m, after that, there was nothing. Not even the pillars, that were once standing below the brdge. "Sooo, what do I do?..." Tony wondered. At this moment... *HOOOONG!!!* Resounded a loud sound of a horn, louder than it was possible with car. "AAHHH!" In a moment,Tony jumped up from fright. "What the heck is that!" He shouted in the next. What he had seen was a gargantuan size, war-ship, and it was heading towards him. Speechless Tony just stared as the titanium collosus, stopped, at the breach in the bridge. After stopping, some people in military uniforms, jumpped off the vessel, using lines and quickly surrounded him - who stood petrified. "Y... Y... You... You are HUMANS! And alive ones! Hahahaha, ahahaha!" Started laughting Tony, before falling onto the ground. The stress of the last two days, got on to his not-so-hard nerves and soon enought, his laughting, changed into crying. One of the soldiers, lowered his weapon and extended his hand to him. Tony, looked up, smiled and extended his own, beliving that the soldier wanted to help him stand up. At this moment however, Tony heard quick footsteps behind him and lost consciouness. Day 4? "Ughh..." Groaned Tony. He opened his eyes and looked at pure-white ceiling. "Should I say '' That''s an unfamiliar ceiling.''?" He quietly spoke to himself. He supported himself with his hands and sat down, on the round, white block of metal, he was lying on, then he looked around. Currently he was in a round room, with afore mentioned ''bed'', being in the middle of it. The wall and the floor was of the same color as the ceiling. His room was clearly separated in three sections, namely: Toilet, bed and dinning place. The bed section was already mentioned, it was the single bed in the middle of the room. Toilet section was simply toilet, shower and a sink, all uniformly white. The last section was the dinning one. It was even simplier: There was a platform connecting to the wall, on which there was a plate with some kind of soup, as well as an elactic cup, full of water.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. "Where the heck is this place?" Standing up, he looked around in search of a door, window or maybe even lights, which were illuminating the room, from a hidden angle, however no matter how much he looked around, he couldn''t find any of this. "That''s creepy. Why did these soldiers pu me in such a place? And this feeling... It''s as if I was a pet observed by an owner... Awfull..." He talked to himself to keep his calm. After a moment of reflection, he decided to eat, and relive himself, before bathing.
He just came out of the shower, when he noticed a problem- there was no towels. "Well, what do I do?" Said soaked and naked Tony to himself. After an hour or two, when he finaly was dry, he dressed up, and started searching for anything, once again. After several hours, Tony still didn''t find anything. Tired and stressed by the situation he walked over to his bed and slumped down on it. "That''s going to be a long night..."He said to himself. After a while however he corrected his words: "...Is it even night?" Then he laid on it and tried to sleep, which he succeded, only after several hours. Day 7? It''s been three days, since he woke up to the unfamiliar ceiling. Through these days, the only things he done, was eating, sleeping, showering, relieving himself and searching, for anything allowing him to escape, communicate with anyone or at least change this daily routine. Even after these days, he found nothing, not even how the hell, did the food appear every day, before he woke up. He even tried to watch the place where the food was supposed to appear, but no! It appeared on a new table in between the shower and the toilet. He didn''t feel or heard anything, just turned around and POOF! Here you go! Another table at the other end of the room! Just for you!This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. At this moment he gave up searching for any clues, instead from being sworn atheis, he made a 180¡ã around and turned into an omnist! He started preying to every single god he could think of, for the whole day. At the end of the day with his new eyes of a dead fish, he declared: "There are only two options. One - God si dead. Two - God is a Devil, or a Demon. If that''s not true then why is it all happening?" That said, he returned to his routine and atheism. Day... Which day is it lefty? "Could you get me this bread? No...? Come on bro be nice."Persuaded Tony. "Oh, and you shut up, will ya? You''re annoying!... I insulted you first? Quit joking, he can prove that, I didn''t! Tell hi... Huh...? Hee-eey? Stee-eeve! stop washing your head in a sink! Hahahah! You get it?! He''s washing his head! He lost it! Uhahaha! That''s hilarous!" Yes, dear reader, this man has lost his mind, due to being too lonely. It all started about 12 meals ago, meals becouse they are the only way to mesure spent time. "What you don''t like the joke? Go die then! Go away!" He sreamed, throwing left overs at the nearby, wall.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. "Hmh... Finaly alone, with you lefty, sorry about that, will you forgive me?" He seemed as if he was about to cry. His left hand obviously didn''t react. "YOU HATE ME TOO LEFTY!? HOW DARE YOU, YOU PIECE OF SHIT! TO HATE YOUR OWN OWNER! yOU DESERVE TO dIE!" He snapped at his hand, hitting it over the table. *Bam* "Ouch! IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTSITHURTSITHURTSIT..."He broke down in tears, from his pain, after all it is said that the fingers are connected to the heart(or something like that) and the fingers are a part of the hand, are they not? .................. ......... ... Day ??? "Ahahaha! That''s funny you kno..." He stopped and stared at the lines that just appeared before his eyes. 4d 69 6e 69 6d 61 6c 20 61 6d 6f 75 6e 74 20 64 65 74 65 63 74 65 64 2e 0a 50 72 6f 6a 65 63 74 20 50 52 4f 54 48 45 55 53 20 69 6e 69 74 69 61 6c 69 7a 69 6e 67 20 69 6e 20 33 20 73 65 63 6f 6e 64 73 2e 0a 50 6c 65 61 73 65 20 6c 69 65 20 64 6f 77 6e 20 69 6e 20 6f 72 64 65 72 20 74 6f 20 61 76 6f 69 64 20 70 6f 73 73 69 62 6c 65 20 70 68 79 73 69 63 61 6c 20 63 6f 6e 63 75 73 73 69 6f 6e 73 2e My hand written version: 4C 189 18E 189 18D 181 18C 20 181 18D 18F 195 18E 194 20 188 181 193 20 182 185 185 18E 20 181 183 188 189 185 196 185 184 2E 0A 4F 51 4E 53 47 44 54 52 20 189 18E 189 194 189 181 48 189 193 189 18E 46 2E 2E 2E 0A 4F 189 185 181 193 20 18C 189 185 20 184 18F 197 18E 20 189 18E 20 18F 192 184 185 192 20 194 18F 20 181 196 18F 189 184 20 190 18f 193 193 189 182 18C 185 20 190 188 199 193 189 183 181 18C 20 183 18F 18E 183 195 193 193 189 18F 18E 193 2EStolen story; please report. Any programmer reading this to check if it has any sense? If so PM me please. "Huuuh? What is this? OH! I know! You wanna be fr..." At this moment he was cut of, as he lost his conscientiousness. "BAM" And so he fell onto the table he was standing at, head first into his food. PROTHEUS "Ugh... What the fuck?" Tony groaned as he got up from the table. "Uahh... My whole face is in it... I better clean myself...." As he said, he did. "What the hell even was that?" He wondered about it. 50 52 4f 54 48 45 55 53 20 69 6e 69 74 69 61 6c 69 7a 65 64 2e 0d 0a 43 6f 6e 76 65 72 74 69 6e 67 20 74 6f 20 6c 65 74 74 65 72 73 3a 20 50 6c 65 61 73 65 20 77 61 69 74 2e 2e 2e Conversion finished. System operational... Scanning: Please wait... "Huuuuuh? What the hell is this?" Tony reached out towards the letters, which appeared in front of himand tried to grab them, but his hand passed through, them.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. No, passed is wrong. It never even got close to them. {Don''t tell me...} In order to check if his conjecture was correct, he closed his eyes. "...I was right." Indeed, he was. The reason he closed his eyes was simple, to check if he''ll still see the the letters with closed eyes. He sat down, and covered his face with his hand. "What now? Am I going to live with''Please wait''my whole life?" As if the message could hear him, it disappered, only to be replaced with another. Welcome to PROTHEUS "Hah? Protheus? As..." Name: Tony Status: Forcefully stabilised by PROTHEUS PROTHEUS Completion: 3% G.C.C. percentage: 0.0052% Mutations: None Bodydata "..in greek titan..." PROTHEUS p.2 Name: Tony Status: Forcefully stabilised by PROTHEUS PROTHEUS Completion: 3% G.C.C. percentage: 0.0052% Mutations: None Body dataUnauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. "What''s that... Looks like a game..."Muttered confused Tony. "I remember that it appeared after I said ''PROTHEUS'', is it that thing, which showed me these numbers and letters? Well let''s wash myself first." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "It''s really annoying, to keep looking at something like that the whole time, while doing something... Can''t it just disappear, like the Please wait did?"Said tony to himself while lying on the bed, in his not-so-clean clothes.