Ken had woken up that morning and found almost right away that it was harder to walk. It felt like he had training weights on for some reason. Not one to really linger on why something was happening, Ken decided to make the most of it. He hadn't done any type of training in awhile. After pulling on some work out clothes he'd headed out for a run, a rather difficult run considering how much heavier he felt. It was during this run that he spotted Crehador. Ken slowed to a stop, breathing much harder than he should have been. "Yo."
"Hello. Having a difficult run today?" Crehador crossed his arms, leaning against the wall. "I can only assume you came from that direction, where simple things were a chore. At least over here, it should be easier to keep posture." He'd felt the heaviness on his way to the cafe, but at least here it was lighter. Still annoying, but less effort had to be made get from point A to point B.
"What do you mean, that direction?" Ken questioned. As far as he knew he felt really heavy everywhere he went. He'd yet to run into somewhere that he felt light on his feet in. He took the momentary pause as an opportunity to do a few stretches. It wouldn't do any good to hurt himself.
Did Ken not even notice? "This world is doing strange things again. Further down the road, everything seems heavier. Here, things seem lighter. Watch." He held his hand out with a pocket watch in it and barely tossing it up, moved his hand. It was falling, but very very slowly. "You should feel similiar on your body."
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