Max stood there in the hallway, staring at the trash bag that held the dead body. He turned himself around, his head resting on the wall. He didn't even want to look at it. Instead, he left the hallway and headed downstairs to lie down on the couch, his body facing the couch. He wanted to be left alone for awhile. So he could cope with what he just had to deal with now. That Max had just killed someone. He only killed animals, very rarely would it be humans, but now after seeing it with his own eyes and seeing someone who had to see it themselves too, made him think twice about his actions.