As I awoke from sleeping on the couch during the middle of the night, I felt something on my head. It was pitch black in the room. Mr. Antolini was sitting there next to the couch I was laying on, patting my head. I had always looked up to Mr. Antolini ever since the James Castle incident, but now I had no clue what to think of him. I was very goddam weirded out, that's for sure. I was so confused and nervous and couldn't help but thinking of getting out of there. I had no idea what to say or how to react. All that was going through my mind was trying to figure out what exactly was happening and why. I couldn't make sense of it though. I had no idea how such a good intelligent man could turn out to be so eerie and weird.