Jonathan was feeling fantastic - losing two decades had made him a fit young man in his prime. The gut that had started in his 30s was gone, as was his beard and a lot of his body hair, and he realized he did not feel a lot of aches and pains he had gotten used to. Stripping to his skivvies, he made sure to stay in camera frame. "This is great. I think..." He frowned and looked down as his chest hair started vanishing. "The age regression is continuing. This more of an effect than I was expecting. I think I must be in my mid-20s now."
His skivvies were sagging, and he finally let them fall - this was for science, and modesty was sort of silly when you were trying to record physical changes. Watching himself in the mirror he had placed by the camera, he was both excited and a little apprehensive to see his face lose even its 5-o'clock shadow. "I must be about 20 now! Damn, I look like a kid!"
Jonathan was getting worried now. He was alone here. What if this did not stop until he was a toddler or worse, shriveled into unborn nothingness? He stepped out of frame just long enough to grab his cell phone. He had to call someone and let them know what was happening before it was too late!