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Zeep was confused. The man who had bought him had left him here in this room. It had been an hour. Zeep's former master never gave him an hour alone unless it was sleep time. This room looked too nice to be a sleep room. He thought about what could be happening. He got more confused, and as he got more confused, he got angry, and his anger grew and grew. The rage grew until it exploded out of him, he roared and smashed the bed in half. Splinter flew, one of them pierced his shoulder, he roared again and smashed his fist into the wall, he felt like some unknown force was flowing through him. The wall showed a small crack. Then suddenly the flow of energy was gone and Zeep's anger was gone. He sat down and started thinking about his former master.