Distant Memories
As Arthur made his way down the stairs, on his way to the bottom floor, he began feeling a sense of nausea building within.
Arthur recognised what this could potentially mean, as this sickly feeling was something he had been all too familiar with as of late. He had made it down the staircase and out of the laboratory before waves of nausea coursed through his body.
It wasn't quite vile enough of a feeling for Arthur to rush to the bathroom, but it did deplete any motivation he had to do anything other than lay down the second he entered his room.
He entered his house and locked up behind him before staggering up the stairs. The energy he had earlier in the day was now gone, replaced with lethargy, and his motor skills had become sluggish.
Arthur barely slipped into more comfortable clothing before slumping down in his bed, not even bothering to perform his usual nighttime routine.