He's gone and I finally have time for myself, and the orange juice.
One night the old man was sleeping with his orange juice by his side, the caretaker came in and strangled him with a book from the old man's shelf. When the caretaker came to strangle him he accidentally spilled the orange juice all over the place.
He noticed what he did wrong, and he dragged the old man's vulture eyes (and body) out the door. The caretaker's throat felt dry so he decided to take the orange juice. He noticed the mess on the floor and decided that no one would ever notice.
The caretaker hid the old man and his vulture eyes underneath the floorboards. Since the caretaker was tired he sat down on the couch with his orange juice and the tv on playing party. When out of no where a person was knocking on the old man's door.