Max had left his tiny apartment on his way to his fathers old friend living just at the edge of the city. He didnt have any real form of transportation and had to walk through the city to get there. As he was walking he noticed he was being followed, or at least it felt like he was, by a strange looking man. Max kept a hand close to his pistol all the time as thoughts rused through his head. Had the security noticed explosives were missing? Is he here to kill me? What should I do? Thoughts just kept coming, but then the man seemed to have vanished by the next look he took. Max felt like he might just be losing it, and forced him self to calm down. On the way he decided to spare a couple of minutes resting at a small cafe along the road and grab a drink. He sat down at an empty table and ordered a drink. Max sat their silently observing the passing crowd. He got up to use the restroom and grab his drink. On the way back a envelope had been left on his table. Picking it up and looking around he could have sworn he saw the man again in a crowd of people. Max quickly finished his drink and continued on the way as he scanned over the letter. It talked about the rebellion and listed a web site at the bottom. Max disposed of the letter keeping the site link and hurried to his fathers friend jeremy's house. When he arrived he explaind his story to Jeremy and asked to use his computer. Max looked up the site and found out about a meeting taking place he then decided that was exactly what he was looking for. Max would spend the night at Jeremys then in the morning would drive to the spot mentioned using the car Jeremy graciously gave him. The car was a rusted piece of junk, but it beat walking.