Theo finished his shower. While he was toweling his hair and body, he shrugged his right shoulder.
"What if no one could recognize me? They are just concerned with whoever can take out the pot of gold!" he decided irritably.
'Yes! You got it right!' the voice exclaimed unexpectedly.
'Where are you? Are you in my mind?' Theo thought testily.
'Correct!'
Theo cupped his head with both hands and shook it. 'Would you kindly get out of my mind?' he requested in between gritted teeth.
'No! You are chosen by me. If I left you, others will enter your head!'
'Others?' Theo repeated. 'How many are you?'
'We are many! Zillions? No, gazillions! I don't know now. Every year, we multiply!'
Theo imagined the creature to be like the African driver ant, which could produce four million eggs every t
