Puzzle
“Ryan, come on! You’ve been working on that thing for the past three days! Don’t you think you should take a break?” a glasses wearing man called from the lower level of the apartment, fixing his pony tail.
“This is the last thing my Dad got for me before he disappeared. It would be awful of me not to fix this puzzle,” Ryan responded, sitting in front of a desk with a few pieces of gold colored metal of different sizes and shapes, with an almost complete egg shaped structure right next to the few pieces left.
“Dude, it’s just one of those cheap puzzles that someone gets at a dollar