Chapter 98: Solutions

Standing upright was an undertaking I never thought I'd find so daunting to overcome. The difficulty I had trying to straighten my spine had me empathizing greatly with my 60-year old self in the future. 

My bones felt all so stiff and weary, I'm surprised they didn't get fossilized in the night. Sore neck and buckling knees, I seriously wondered whether if I did actually age a couple of decades overnight.

Nevertheless, I defied the odds, and began to walk, stumbling at first, but with a few grips at furniture and handlings here and there, I managed to make it to the foot of the stairs - where I would proceed to undergo the even more formidable task of scaling all of it.

Apparently, Ria was the type to look on at old people struggling to cross the perilous streets, see them quivering, eyes squinting from near-sightedness, and just simply shrug her shoulders, muttering indifferently to herself, "If they die, they die."