I cross over borders but I'm still there now

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Anatoly stirred, verging on the edge between sleep and wakefulness. He didn't particularly want to move, but Aeneas would need to be let out sooner or later and there were better ways to start the day then by having a dog jump on you.

He opened his eyes and froze, not recognizing his surroundings. He was in a shoddy-looking hotel room that had the barest of essentials. The furniture was poorly-made and looked an inch away from collapse. He recognized the dreary look only too well. He was in Moscow, he had to be. But when? And why?

In a panic, he turned to look next time and was relieved to see Lex there, appearing quite sound asleep. At least if this was another island trick, he was not left to face it alone.

"Sascha?" He shook him gently but insistently. "Sascha, wake up!"

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Lex grumbled softly and shifted towards Anatoly, not wanting to wake up quite yet. But an instant later, his brain processed the tone of Anatoly voice and the pointed difference in the surface from the one he had fallen asleep on the night before. He blinked and then sat up quickly, looking around the room for any sigh of danger or what was going on. "Tolya...Where are we?" He asked with a frown, since he had no idea.