Maksim woke up with a start. The textbook was still open to page 184. He grabbed a piece of paper and began writing down the hierarchy of courts—not because he had to, but because he finally saw how the machine of justice worked.
Maksim stared at his Social Studies textbook, the name "Bogoliubov" mocking him from the cover. He was stuck on , which covered the intricacies of the Judicial System , and the chapter test was tomorrow. Maksim woke up with a start
"Welcome to the 35th Chamber," a booming voice echoed. A man in a sharp suit appeared—he looked exactly like the portrait of the author in the front of the book. "I am the Arbiter. To pass, you must navigate the levels of justice." Maksim stared at his Social Studies textbook, the
Maksim was now in a somber courtroom. A teenager stood accused of theft, looking terrified. The prosecutor was shouting, "He can't prove he's innocent!"Maksim jumped up. "He doesn't have to! Paragraph 35 says the presumption of innocence is foundational. You have to prove he’s guilty beyond a reasonable doubt."The prosecutor turned into a cloud of ink, and the second door swung wide. A man in a sharp suit appeared—he looked