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Besides which his days were long, and doing anything was often better then doing nothing. It was on his 76th lap when there was a loud knock at the door of his room. He paused for a moment, jerked out of his daydream reverie, and looked at the door. As this had never happened before he was unsure what he was expected to do. Do you answer the door to your own cell? He breakfast knocks usually signaled that his food had already been placed within his cell, but this was different. Gregor walked across the floor of his room made cell slowly, hoping that whomever was banging on the other side of the door would solve his conundrum for him.