Rex slowly came to. The rain... something about the rain triggered a nearly comatose reaction in him. Slowly turning, he fell forward, catching himself on a chair, but still crashing to the floor. "Whoa.. ", he croaked. "Huh?", straining difficultly to get back up, terrified he grabbed the table to slowly climb to his feet... to stiffly find his way to a small mirror behind the counter.<br/>"Oh god no!", he said with a strained voice. His reflection revealed his face, with most hair having gone gray. Stubble surrounded his jaw, gray also. He reckoned he had aged at least 15 years.<br/>Straightening... he began a series of swift moves and stretches, until the soreness was gone. Fifteen years of stillness. In a handful of hours. I'm doomed, he sadly thought to himself. I finally return home to my Aoi, and within days I have<em>this</em>... curse sentence me.. to a soon-to-be death from old age. What happens next? Another 30 years? Will I even be able to move next time? What he truly wondered about, though, was why his hair didn't grow. Also, why didn't he waste away?<br/>After a flurry of moves, his body felt<em>normal</em>. But how about next time, he wondered.<br/>Sadly he picked up his jacket. How can I let her see me like this, he sighed to himself.<br/>Rex slowly walked out into the rain. The entire time he was<em>awake</em>, he was moving at a quickened pace... relatively speaking.