Martin Krause.

At first glance, a cold, quiet and aloof character, which he is, but not quite completely - insinuating and nosy, Winston Smt is not without a sharp sense of adventure, excitement and is extremely clever and quick-witted, whose sharpness and speed of thought and understanding can sometimes surprise. Someone who can be trusted with everything - Winston Smith is responsible, very decent and by nature silent - giving away secrets is not in Winston's style. A strict conductor's uniform, a tucked-in tie and a proud cap, hiding slightly disheveled hair under it, looking sharp as a conductor's job required. He picked up a rare breed cat, which he later named Jack, at the station, when almost a day had not passed since he took up the post of third-class conductor of the 7th carriage, although this was prohibited, but Winston did not succumb to the provocation of his superiors in the form of the fierce and stern Major Sargas, and very cunningly hid Jack in his office.

Martin Krause, one of the controversial and quite colorful characters working for the propaganda and revolutionary action of "New Tomorrow" in a country with a lot of strange and unusual prohibitions, from basic refusals of drugs to negative prohibition of homosexual relations, fish, jeans and others. Cunning and sly, Martin Krause is one of the impudent and clever men, who knows how to play with others and knows how to persuade and seduce, reserved and intellectual - he always probes the ground, even if he always says almost illegal, revolutionary words in dangerous moments. He is smart, smooth and imperceptible - first Martin Krause is here, and then, when danger approaches, he skillfully evaporates into the darkness. Far from a law-abiding citizen, but an extremely literate hare, who managed to get on the train and into the carriage, remain unnoticed at first, and then fool the conductor. A long, black coat with a high collar, not allowing to recognize approximate facial features, except for bitten, dry lips and sarcastic, eternally squinted, as if Martin Krause looks down, eyes, also hiding under the shadow of the hat, not even trying to blend in with the surroundings, and looking like a spy, an enemy, which he actually was. Tall and thin, possessing a certain feline grace and with excellent charisma, which is hard not to recognize.