Hmm, theoretically I'd booked a room in an inn to spend the night, but I wasn't really sleeping. This was my second night without sleep, and I had to do this because of Challes; I don't trust that guy in the least.
Even if he is sleeping right now, I can't say when he'll attack. I know this is a bit of overthinking from my side, but you can never stay enough cautious.
I hold my life very dear and if now I died because of some silly assumption I made—that he can't possibly kill me in this condition, I'll die again from the shame and disappointment in myself.
Due to that line of thought, I spent the whole night rolling here and there on the bed I was provided with. From time to time I glanced at Challes who was passed out on the floor and no matter how many times I did that, his position wasn't changing anytime soon.