This woman loved her television. Perhaps more than life itself. Hour after hour passed with her sitting in her favorite chair with a nice cup of tea. She wouldn't move, it was her life. It was also her death. She died in that chair, with that tea.
In 1966. Yeah, 42 years ago. She had been reported missing, but unlike the television programs she loved, apparently nobody cared enough to look in her apartment for her.
The cops found her when they needed to find out who owned the place. This proves that there are still innovative ways to bite the dust.