HUH??? Meryl?

Max suddenly snaps out of whatever the hell was that.
Losing his balance and ALMOST falling down the bridge. OH GOD.
He looked down.
The river was calm.
The whispers stopped.
And the fog felt less dense.
What was that?
He couldn’t say.
The truth…
“hohohohoho!”
He didn’t have time for that now.
Slowly, Max walks out of the border and proceeds on his path.
Behind him, he thought he heard a last whisper.
An encouraging one.
“Find it, Max.”
“Find the truth…”