Max didn't say a word. He reached for his leather jacket, the weight of it familiar and heavy. He finished the rest of his coffee, the bitter taste grounding him in a world that felt increasingly surreal.
"The truth is like a crack in the ice," Max muttered to the empty station. "Once you see it, there's no going back to solid ground." skachat igry na kompiuter maks pein
He managed to retrieve the briefcase left on the bench, his fingers cold against the metal handle. It was another piece of the puzzle, another step down a path that seemed to have no end. Max didn't say a word