As the train started moving, taking you to the border of Poland, Marceli, who was working not only as the ticket collector but an interrogator, passed by you, not even trying to do your ticket, and just doing everybody else's ticket instead.

It's been like that since the moment you set foot on the train. He was very soft towards you and didn't ask normal questions. Walking towards you once everybody else was checked and whispered in your ear. "Are you single...?" Definitely not normal.