Chapter 13
The next morning, I'm awoken by a loud crash. I stumble towards it, still half asleep.
"Naboo?" The small shaman looks up at me.
"Go back to bed, Vince." He says, turning away.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Just go back to bed."
"Naboo, what's going on? What are you doing?"
"Just go to bed, Vince." He sighs.
Something's different, but I can't quite tell what it is. Then it hits me.
"Naboo, are you changing the locks?"
"I…"
"Why?"
"Vince, it's for your own safety."
"How is it for my safety?"
"You need to stay where I can keep an eye on you. I'm not taking any risks."
"So you're changing the locks?"
"Yes." I don't argue. A thought comes to me.
"Why didn't you just use magic?"
"It's too difficult. If it went wrong, we could have been locked in here forever."
"Oh. Ok then." I walk back into the bedroom and lie down, but I don't sleep.