Ow, ow and ow. Wow, okay, that was a mistake. Hot damn, there were a lot of people in this city. He crawled his way over packed crates and barrels, going deeper into the store as if to physically get away from the city. Every morning it was the same: wake up from oblivion and then, slowly but surely, the tugging sensation began as his brain caught up with his consciousness. It was like rolling down a hill that became increasingly covered in nettles the further you went, only to land in thorn bushes at its end.