Ideas
Part 2.
The silence from EA began to feel less like negligence and more like a locked drawer no one wanted me to open. I started digging through old correspondence, statements, and scattered testimonies from players who had knocked on the same door and received nothing but echoes. The pattern was clear. Every complaint vanished into a void, as if someone on the other side were sweeping the dust under a carpet already too thick to hide anything else.
So I paid a visit to a few contacts who owed me favors. In dim backrooms and cluttered cafés, whispers suggested that the company was avoiding something bigger than a mere oversight. A mistake they preferred to bury rather than fix. And as I walked back to my office through the narrow streets, the feeling settled in my gut. Whatever EA was hiding, it wasn’t just a delay. It was a secret. And secrets, sooner or later, always crawl out into the light.