Morning, waking up at 10:00. The worries have already faded away. Shower, breakfast, everything is going as usual. I received a call from my brother via Telegram at 10:45. Before I could answer, another call came in, this time from my sister.
In that very moment, I sensed what had happened. As soon as I picked up the phone, the first thing I asked my sister was:
Did they come for me?
Yes. Mom is talking to an officer, and there are two more people in military uniforms with them.
Mechanically, I started repeating:
I won't go there.
I had already decided for myself that it was definitely not my path and I didn't need to go there. My sister asked me what I would do, and all I kept repeating was, "I won't go there, I won't go there."
Without even hanging up the phone, I went into Egor's room, woke him up, and told him they had come for me. Egor, still groggy but with fear in his eyes, asked:
Where? Back home to Crimea?
Yes, we need to decide something quickly.
Egor called his parents, asking if they had come for him. His parents answered that everything was calm, and there was no need to worry.
I asked Egor what he was thinking and whether he would leave with me now or on his own. Egor said he would stay in Moscow for now and hide in another apartment. I decided not to delay, as there was no time for it, and this news gave me a strong push to take action.
A few minutes later, my mother called me and relayed the dialogue she had with the military personnel.
Is Alexey Yuryevich Bardakov living here?
Not at the moment.
Where is he currently located?
He is in Moscow.
How long has he been away?
He has been living and working there for a long time.
Why didn't he register with the local military office?
I don't know.
Do you know his phone number?
My mother gave them my phone number, and many people might wonder why. In such situations, it's better not to resist since they would have found out the phone number anyway. Moreover, I have never changed my number.
My mother was worried and wanted to know what I would do and what I was thinking. I replied to her, "I don't want to go there, and I have no intention to." My mother asked me not to do anything foolish and not to make hasty decisions. She suggested talking to the military office and finding out what they wanted.