Anton looked up. A ticket collector in a was walking down the aisle. He stopped at Anton’s row and handed him a cup of tea . Anton looked at the clock on the wall of the carriage; it was exactly 18:00 .
Anton looked down. The final word in the grid was his own last name: Volkov . prilozhenie poisk slov skachat
His heart began to race. He looked back at the screen. A new word appeared on the list, one that wasn't there a second ago: Oglyanis (). Anton looked up
Anton turned his head slowly. In the seat directly behind him, a woman was staring at him. She wasn't looking at his face; she was looking at his phone. She smiled, revealing a gold tooth, and whispered, "Did you find the last one yet?" Anton looked at the clock on the wall
He didn't think much of it until the next level. The list of words changed: Siniy Zhilet (Blue Vest) Chay (Tea) Vosemnadtsat (Eighteen)
He clicked on the first result—a plain icon with a magnifying glass and no developer name. It downloaded instantly.
