"worst Roommate Ever" Roommate Wanted - Part 1(... <SIMPLE>

Should Elias for the rest of the "previous tenant," or try to sneak out with his security deposit?

The ad was simple, tucked between a listing for a "vintage" beanbag and a used lawnmower:

"Arthur," Elias started, his voice trembling. "Where did you get those?" "Worst Roommate Ever" Roommate Wanted - Part 1(...

He met Arthur at a dilapidated Victorian on the edge of town. Arthur was thin, wore a moth-eaten cardigan in eighty-degree weather, and smelled faintly of formaldehyde and old library books.

Elias looked back at The Captain in the living room. He could have sworn the bear’s paw had moved six inches closer to his bedroom door. Should Elias for the rest of the "previous

Arthur finally looked him in the eye. A slow, jagged grin spread across his face. "The previous tenant left them. He didn’t need them where he was going."

The next morning, Elias went to the kitchen for coffee and found his roommate meticulously organizing a collection of human teeth in a velvet-lined egg carton. Arthur was thin, wore a moth-eaten cardigan in

Arthur pointed to the corner of the living room. A six-foot-tall grizzly bear stood on its hind legs, its glass eyes gleaming with an unnerving, lifelike malice. It was wearing a tiny sailor’s hat. "He’s sensitive," Arthur added.