This was it. The railway station. He could finally go home. For the past weeks, all he did, everything he stole and all he endured was just to take that train and finally go to his hometown.

Yet- for sure, Sasha was nervous. He felt a sense of guilt, shame. One person wasn't leaving his mind. Anton... He was betraying him right now, wasn't he? Tosha must've been so worried for him...

Though- Sasha couldn't help himself. He just wanted to go home. He needed to go home...