Friday, January 6, 1984: The Beginning of a Nightmare

Let's take the 'Midnight Express' on a journey that will change everything.

Here we go again. Selchow, the drunken clochard, wants to kick me out again. This time he’s going to overdo it and make a big deal of it. This is the opportunity to finally start my final journey.

“I’m coming with you,” says Jens. “It could take two years or more,” I reply. “We agreed,” he adds. “Your decision,” I insist one last time.

To avoid any misunderstandings, I write a note and place it prominently on my bed. Then we get dressed warmly and leave the dormitory.

We walk to Kemnitz. After half an hour, we hear a Trabi coming from our direction. We hide in the ditch.

Three hours later we arrive at Greifswald station. We buy tickets and wait for the night train.

Two Trapos (regional slang for railroad policemen) come and check our IDs. Then the handcuffs click.

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