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1: Dishes sit filthy in a sink, covered in mold, unwashed for weeks. The whole house is dark.

2: A pile of letters lays strewn on the floor, pushed in through the mail slot.

3: A crayon drawing, stuck to the fridge, shows the crude form of horses running across a field of bright teal grass.

4: The door clicks and begins to slide open.

5: The deer opens the front door, but does not step inside just yet. Between him and his house are the yellow bars of police tape which stretch across the open threshold.

Caption: One month later