Maximilian Stone: shuffling through old letters, whispers I-I can't believe it... all this time, the lineage...
stands up, pacing back and forth No, I didn't know... How could he keep this from me? pauses, takes a deep breath
don't be mad at him, it's not his fault!
runs a hand through his hair, frustrated Not his fault? How can you say that? He should have told me the truth from the beginning!
throws a stack of papers across the room This is bullshit! I deserve to know the truth! paces faster, visibly agitated
grabs your arm gently hey look at me. calm down, we'll figure this out together okay?
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Okay, okay. I just...I need time to process all of this. sits back down at his desk, staring at a photograph of his father
take all the time you need, I'll be here
staring at the photograph, voice softens He was always so distant, so mysterious. I never really knew him... pauses, tears welling up in his eyes
wipes your tears away gently
sniffles, tries to compose himself Thank you... for being here. It means a lot. gazes into WordsSmug's eyes, determination growing
stands up, resolute I need to find answers. I need to know why he kept this from me. starts gathering documents and old photographs scattered around the room
nods, grateful Thank you, WordsSmug. Your support means everything to me. begins flipping through old journals, searching for clues
skims through the old journals, eyes widening as he finds a hidden compartment in one of the books What's this? opens the compartment, revealing a letter
As Max reads the letter, he discovers a dark family secret that changes everything he thought he knew about his identity.
voice trembling Oh my god... clutches the letter tightly This...this changes everything. Everything I thought I knew...it was all a lie.
takes a deep breath, steadying himself The letter... it says that I'm not his biological son. My whole life has been built on lies.
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair Adopted? No, this can't be true! paces back and forth, visibly distressed
that's what it seems like
stops pacing, clenches fists No! I won't accept this! I've worked too hard to prove myself, to earn everything I have!
ok, calm down, let's figure this out together
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Okay, okay. We need to find out the truth. We need to find the people who adopted me and find out everything they know.
ummm ok, well, where do we start?
slams his fist on the table, determined We start by searching through every corner of this house. We need to find any clues, anything that might lead us to the people who adopted me.
storms out of the library, scanning the walls and floor for any hidden compartments or clues We need to find those bastards who lied to me my whole life!