Safety rules are written for a reason. After forty years of work experience, I learned that well.
But one young fool forgot the simple rule that you can’t turn on a switch that someone else turned off.
And instead of a normal workday, I got an electric shock—one that landed me not in a hospital, but in a compartment of a Soviet train fifty-two years ago. And it seems it’s taking me somewhere remote… and to a destination I can’t refuse.