Chapter 5: Home Is Where the Head Is
Fox waited in the Cerebrum alone, trying to go through the motions of his daily life, but feeling a great big ball of panic lodged somewhere between his throat and his chest. He checked his messages from people IRL who were asking after his work, or friends who were just making sure he had arrived safely. They didn’t know who he was in the Cerebrum, and thought his only worry was that he was in a strange land by himself.
He was by himself, and it was very disconcerting.
No one in the Cerebrum had messaged him back. He’d left notes in all the usual places to ask for a meeting and waited anxiously for one of them to respond. He thought for sure that at least Joanne would contact him, but he hadn’t heard a peep.
The worst kinds of scenarios ran through
