I had concluded watching a news program on serial killers when suddently (gasp!) my front door burst open and I was confronted with this!
Part of my brain instantly knew that I was looking at Andrew's body - but the other part of my brain didn't recognize his face and thought an intruder had walked into my house. I immediately began hyperventilating as I pulled a blanket over my head for protection.
All I have to say is that it is a good thing that I had gone to the bathroom five minutes before this occurrence. Otherwise, I'd have one more mess to blame on Eliza.