Parallel world. Chapter 4. Last test. Part 9. The beginning of the path

Part 9. The beginning of the path

Continuation.

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Opening the door of his compartment, Anton and Vika found there, had time to change clothes and place your Luggage upstairs, Victor.
– Well, finally! I thought that you were afraid and decided not to go, decided to sit out somewhere, - he joked, having seen the companions.

Anton did not fail to answer him immediately:

– Not wait! You'd rather be scared than us! We're here.

– With us still someone in this compartment will go? - asked Vika.

– No, Oleg bought us this compartment entirely just to us no one was settled for the duration of the trip. So don't worry, make yourself comfortable. I chose the top shelf, you, as "newlyweds", inferior to both the lower, – did not fail lightly teasing friends Victor.

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Anton grinned, and Victoria, blushing with embarrassment, said:

– You'd better go out into the corridor and let me change...

– Yes, we love to observe this process, tried again to make a joke Victor, but there's Vic looked at him that he had already silently hurried out into the corridor. Behind him came Anton, closing the door behind him.

Five minutes later they heard the voice of a girl inviting them to return to the compartment.

– When are we coming to Bucharest? she asked the boys.

– At six o'clock in the evening. On the evening train we will not have time, so you have to stay at a local hotel. We have reservations, so we won't have a problem with that. Take a break from the road and maybe even take a little walk around the Romanian capital. Now, go to sleep! - posing as a chief, ordered Victor, but noticing the puzzled look of his comrades, a little tone down and explained:

– No offense, just I was appointed senior in the group, so I decided to show off a bit. I promise not to do that to you again. The world? – he said, and without waiting for an answer he lay down on the shelf he had chosen.

– Peace, - muttered Anton, perched on the second shelf, and immediately fell asleep.

Vika silently lie down his shelf, turned to the wall and was soon sound asleep under the rhythmic clatter of wheels.

Waking up in the morning, none of them remembered a small misunderstanding yesterday.

After they had cleaned themselves up, they had a fairly hearty Breakfast, leaving just enough food for lunch, drank tea from a thermos and quietly spent the remaining time - fooling around like children, solving crossword puzzles, just talking about everything and nothing at the same time, looking out the window at the flashing landscapes.

Guys no one bothered, only the conductor a couple of times offered them tea, but they refused her services.

When they crossed the border with Romania, a border patrol stopped by. The young men in uniform checked the documents, briefly inspected the Luggage and wished them a safe journey.

When they left, Victor breathed a sigh of relief: he was afraid after all that his device can cause suspicion at frontier guards.

And now in the window you could see the suburbs of Bucharest, then the train passed through its streets and stopped at the station building.

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To be continued...

The beginning of history read [here]:
1. 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50.