Either way, I’m in a bad situation. I’ll act under the assumption been framed for the murder.

Do not touch anything, don’t leave anything that would indicate my presence in there. Do not attempt to even rearrange the scene to make it seem I wasn’t there. It’s already too late for that. All I can do now is to minimize any additional traces of my presence.

Drink some water. Find some random container that won’t be missed and won’t be conspicuous, maybe something from the rubbish bin, and fill it with drinking water. Do not take anything from the fridge. The point is to minimize any evidence that could point towards me.

The clothes might be a problem. Washing it could work, but it might be easier to just tear the bloodied parts or otherwise just go without the top layer of clothes. Do not throw them away inside the house, but be prepared to scatter them later.

Don’t leave at night. It’d be too conspicuous. The middle of the day, when everyone is either at work or busy having their lunch, works better. Take just enough water to not die of thirst. The point is not to attract too much attention.

When ready, leave. Don’t take the car, just walk. Don’t look too suspicious, but don’t act too casual either—better yet, don’t act at all. However, be cautious. There might be someone watching, following. Don’t take any drastic steps, just walk. If choosing to dispose of the bloodied clothes (or portion of clothes), casually dispose of them in pieces in different garbage bins I may encounter.

I will be walking until I reach the nearest urban area, but basically assuming that:

• I’m being framed for the murder, and so going to the police isn’t going to help
• I’m basically a “dead person” from that point on. My options are down to
  • try to survive being a beggar. there might be a way to claw my way out of this but being a wanted person makes it nearly impossible. staying a beggar, and hence invisible from the rest of society might be better
  • find a way out of the situation in my own terms

Thinking about it, maybe it’d be easier if I just join the dead guy.

Well I’m a trans American. So I’m gonna run because if I tell the cops what happened the better scenarios involve dying quickly

So no one knows I’m here? I’d head upstairs to a bedroom and sleep for 24 hours without the kids bothering me.

I’d probably remove the knife and plunge it into my own chest. This all feels like way too much work to deal with.

It is difficult to write exactly what a person would do in such a case, most people can write one thing, but if this really happened to them, it is highly likely that they would act differently. I don’t see the point of trying to run away or hide the crime, neither morally nor logically, the only good idea is to call the police, in any case, even if you try to hide the murder, murder is a murder, you know, a crime, and secondly, it may come up in the future and you will have bigger problems.

I am playing GTA V and have just swapped players to Trevor and I will continue playing as such

Immediately close all the windows, lock the doors, and check the body for maggots. Checking the body for maggots will clearly indicate about how long they have been deceased. With the windows and doors blocking out view from the outside, you can then use this information to make the critical decision of whether to have intercourse with the corpse or not.

I’m not going to prison, and the police are unlikely to believe me. So I would dispose of the body best I could, scrub my shit down, and start going south until I hit Mexico.

I’d think I’d better start setting up my S.P.E.C.I.A.L. stats and collecting bottle caps.

Oh…definitely pull the knife out. Then throw up on the body. Then leave, while placing very clear handprints on the walls.

I was with you with this thought experiment until the teleportation part and knowing that you weren’t drugged. In this situation, you couldn’t possibly know that at the time and that really changes things from a bizarre but realistic scenario to one involving aliens or some such.

Contact my fiancée, then the cops, then find myself a lawyer and spend the rest of my time absolutely shitting my pants

Fiancée first, because she’s my highest priority in all things and the dead guy ain’t getting deader. Then the cops, because to contact a lawyer first looks incredibly suspicious and I live in a civilised country where there is almost no police corruption and I wouldn’t have cops trying to pin it on me out of convenience. The other reason I’d contact my fiancée first is that she’s the smartest person I have ever known, and she would be straight onto organising shit to help

For a probably more sane view, my wife said she would probably call the authorities.

I would use the victim’s laptop to figure out where I was, and their phone to call my wife to have her begin driving in my direction with the intention of meeting her on the way. Then using bleach based cleaning supplies or worst case a wet rag, wipe down any surfaces I might have touched, including the knife. Then use the victim’s car to the nearest interstate observing all traffic laws to meet my wife along the agreed upon route. I remove any cash in the house and gas cans if available.

“Again? Ok, no more ambian and rum, this time I am serious.”

First see if the blood pattern tells me anything of value. Next steps are to find peroxide to clean my clothes of blood and if I am out of luck, improvise. Then I’d see if I can figure anything out about what happened. Wipe off the knife handle, scrub under my nails with bleach, cut the phone lines to the house, break the back door or a window, find anything of value to steal and bury nearby for later retrieval, then do some shots of alcohol, get in the backseat of the car and touch a bunch of stuff in the car, puke, and start walking along the road until I can flag someone down and ask to use their phone to call the cops.

After that is just a matter of knowing nothing besides going to bed after 2 Ambien and a hearty amount of 94 proof rum and waking up in the unfamiliar car and stumbling into the house and finding the stranger dead, didn’t have my phone, didn’t look for their phone because I wanted to GTFO in case the murderer was still there, went to get help and here we are.

Best case no big problem, worst case I get a few charges that won’t stick unless the victim’s phone can prove I did it. If it can prove I did it, rip bozo.

I’m not investigating those bullet points. First thing I’m doing is trying to get help for myself, and getting “help”/police for the dead person. And also a lawyer for myself.

Getting help for myself includes contacting people at home, confirming the timeline and alibi.