I don’t know if he was the most awful person I ever knew, but in the 45 minutes I’ve known him, he talked about his trip in Thailand that was all about drugs and women in a disturbing manner. He offered me to play throwing giant switchblades at a dartboard, which I accepted, not wanting to appear rude. Porn was playing and bags of white powder were laying around on the coffee table while we wrecked the dartboard completely. I can’t recall but I think there were also pictures of people on them to which he said that it would make the game more interesting. He then showed me the rest of his apartment. I thanked him, told him that I would need some time to think about becoming his roomie and would call him back and walked out of there never to return there again.

Didn’t call the police or mentioned this to anybody and thankfully never saw him again, so no idea.