William is in the game.

“Life has become mysterious. It has become a mystery.”

“What.”

“Not like a metaphysical thing.”

“I didn’t say anything”

“More like a great peak thriller on streaming.”

“What?”

“You’re in it, though. But just like the viewer you’re not doing anything.”

“What?”

“You wake up. Ok. You’ve removed stupid distractions.  You don’t give a shit about the noise your neighbors make. Remained unbothered about what your boss said or your partner. You hold all of that for less time. Ok.”

“Ok.”

“So now you get to see the case. It’s quieter. It just appears behind all of that It’s interesting and consistent. It’s been running the whole time. Little instructions.   Maybe you goto the bank today. Maybe you talk to that person.”

“Maybe?”

“Ok, not maybe. Instructing to do these things, but would adjust like your car map with alternated directions. Matter of fact it has always been alternating because you haven’t been listening.

“I’m tired.”

“Now it doesn’t have to.”

“I didn’t get any sleep.”

“You hear what I’m saying? There is a real game to be played.”

“A case?”

“A case. No effort.”

“This coffee is cold.”