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his roaming around decreased yet his drinking increased. Gradually, he became in ill health and was now so weak that he could not even get up from the bed. Though he was on his bed, he had been drinking. As soon as he used to lose the effect of drink, he used to recall all of the terrible memories of Nancy's rape and murder. And then he used to drink again. A vicious cycle. John was lying on the bed, coughing badly. He tried to get up yet seemed to be very weak. In an attempt to stand up, he fell down to the ground, coughing loudly. Blood came out of his mouth whilst coughing. He was scared. I must go to doctor... But how can I go when I am so weak?... I should call out and get the neighbours' attention... But he was so weak that he could not even speak out. What should I do?... Finally, he made a decision. With the blood in his hand, he started writing something on the ground... A man talked into a phone, "Hello, police station?" He waited for the response from other side. "Sir, I haven't seen my neighbour in seven days. We have tried knocking his door, but there is no response. There's an awful smell coming from his apartment and I think we need someone to come and check it out" the man calling said. The man again waited for the response from other side. "Thank you." The man disconnected the phone. A police team headed by Detective Templeton reached the address given by the caller. They found the man waiting for them. He escorted them to a flat with its front door closed. As soon as they reached it, they had to cover their noses to avoid from