And they never found him.
He was just gone.
Ain't going outside to the toilet! No way, no how!!
I know. Some of them are less interested in killing the body and more excited about mangling our egos!One time, in a sprint back to the house mission, i clipped my shoulder against one of the verandah (porch) poles and sent myself skidding into the back of the air-conditioning unit face first. I then had to try and pick myself up and re-enter the house with some dignity, i believe i was also yelled at for making so much noise.
The toilet monster was totally laughing at me. They're bastards those monsters.