Suddenly, he wasn't in his bedroom. He was standing in a massive, sun-drenched atrium. Before him stood three towering doors.
The final room was silent. The Arbiter stood there. "If a law violates the Constitution, who has the final word?"Maksim didn't hesitate. "The Constitutional Court. They protect the supreme legal force of the land." Suddenly, he wasn't in his bedroom
Maksim found himself in a small courtyard where two neighbors were screaming over a broken fence."He must go to jail!" one yelled.Maksim remembered the paragraph. "Wait! This is a civil matter, not criminal. You’re looking for compensation, not a prison sentence."The neighbors froze, nodded, and vanished. The first door creaked open. not criminal. You’re looking for compensation