Day MMCXLIII - MMCXLV

The next three days were incredibly boring. There was very little to do on the alien ship since the Sabhetani culture and technology were completely foreign to us. I spent a lot of time having casual conversations with Sor about many stupid things, listening to music, and strolling around the ship alone, hoping to find someone I knew to talk to.

A few times I even succeded, but the conversations themself were a bit strange, melancholic. For some reason people felt like we were on the end of our journey, looking for happy ever after to come by, pay us a little visit.

For me, it was just a short pitstop in a race somewhere. I still didn't know what the hell was going on with The Great One, who mysteriously disappeared. Not to mention taking care of Tihana, whom I was neglecting a lot lately, and my mom who probably was worried to death for me.