On the platform in front of Drake was a train to Death Station. The same as all the others leaving the station, only its passengers never returned..... Each station he visited had its own label. Then he added his despair. Everyone who was there with him, who was able to return, also changed a little - each in his own way. And all of them .... stood now in front of a green, steaming train to Death. No one, like Drake himself, believed that it makes sense to go to the station again and again, try to fix something, lose friends and just those whose faces seem at least a little familiar.