After handing the object over to Beta Sam, I was sure Alpha Sharx would come to see me. Maybe he would come to ask me how I came into possession of it, or if I remembered the characteristics of the person who slipped it to me, or if there was anything else I was still keeping to myself.
I had prepared all the answers, even wrote them down, in case I forgot the details. I wanted to make amends to him in this way. At least, that's what I hoped.
However, six days passed without me seeing his face at all!
It was just a repetition of my previous agonizing days.
I spent my time in the room just eating, throwing tantrums, eating again, throwing tantrums again, and then sleeping. Even my sleep became uneasy as I kept tossing and turning all night long.
