Anatoly stayed under the shower for a long time, hoping against hope that somehow things would all start to make sense. Eventually, he was forced to conclude there were no answers to be found. Somehow, he was back in Bangkok, all alone, condemned to relive his final match against Trumper.

Everything he'd come to know on Tabula Rasa would have to be left behind, even Lex. There was no room for distractions or memories of what was or might have been. The only thing left, the only thing that could be trusted was the game itself.