Thefeeling increased until my head started to gently spin and, through ahaze, I realised that Vanya had drugged the wine with something! I kept wonder...ng what Vanya was doing, where she was or what she planned but Iwas isolated from everything. Even time seemed to stop for it had nomeaning.Perhaps a few hours went by before I felt a slight warmth inside me. Itwas a while before I realised that it was liquid entering my body and Itried to concentrate on what was happening. After a few minutes I. She told me to email her back as soon as retuned with the items.I did not even eat dinner that night but went instead across town to thatseedy shop.There were only a few other customers inside, but I was still felt veryself-conscience that everyone was looking at me.Sara's mail was explicated in that I was to give my "shopping" list tothe clerk.The male clerk read my note, and then read it again, ALOUD.Every customer in the shop turned to the counter.All of their eyes were on me. I felt like. A short bald man stood behind the counter watching him. In a loud voice that could carry over a crowd, the man shouted, “Wipe your feet.”Sid looked down and saw that he was standing on a horse hair mat. He wiped his feet a couple of times and then stepped away from the door. Seeing that the man wasn’t coming to greet him, Sid walked over to the counter. Upon reaching it, he said, “I need a room for the night.”“Board?”“Yes,” answered Sid since the only place to eat in town was the inn.“Three. Hishead fell forward into his hands, scepter across his knees, too worn andburdened with grief to weep anymore.She rose from the sofa and gently led the man up the stairs, guiding himinto a bedroom. Sitting him on the bed, she removed his shoes and coaxedhim into lying down."Rest now. Tomorrow is soon enough for what must be done."She covered him with warm blankets, placed the scepter on thenightstand, darkened the room with heavy draperies, then slipped out andclosed the door as he dropped.