His gaze lingered for a moment in the void. For the first time in his life, he didn't know how to react. His watery eyes trembled, and he felt a burning sensation in his stomach. He couldn't understand what had led him to this point. He took one last sip of the bitter coffee that had been brought to him by mistake, extinguished his cigarette, and stood up. He took the book in his hands, looked at it one last time, threw it on the floor, and started jumping on it, screaming incomprehensible words. Suddenly, he stopped and collapsed next to the book, as if someone had deactivated him. He was the last one to read it.