Safe City.
Area B, Building 19, Second Floor.
Mr. Wang got up from bed, stretched a lazy yawn.
Crackle, crackle, crackle
His joints constantly popping.
Standing in front of the mirror, Mr. Wang almost didn't recognize himself, with frizzy long hair and a messy beard, looking dirty and unkempt.
Mr. Wang thought for a moment and finally found a Dagger amidst a pile of cluttered stuff.
There were some bloodstains on it, which he looked at with some disgust.
He then took the Dagger and slowly walked towards the window.
Ssssh—
He opened the window, and like before, Mr. Wang shoveled the snow into a basin.
The sun was fierce, and he felt the temperature in the air.
It seemed much warmer.
He closed his eyes, basking in the sun's rays, half-concentrating, feeling a faint warmth on his body.
For the past two months, whenever the sun came out, he would run to the balcony to sunbathe with the windows closed.
