Kalan could see the man before him ageing quite rapidly. It wasn't exactly the effect he had expected, but then, he didn't really know what he expected to happen. Still panicking, he looked around for an escape route - he saw one, a side street. Not the best escape route as he wasn't exactly escaping, more like a getting-away-to-hide-and-slip-out-in-the-morning route, but it would have to do.
Kalan head down the side street which seemed to lead in the general direction of the pub he'd just come from, hoping he wasn't being followed by the angry and ageing man.
On a positive note, he seemed to have stopped ejecting his drink for the time being, now just to wait for the inevitable aching and weariness.
