Who? Razumikhin & James Where? The churchyard When? After their CB conversation What? Helping a lost newcomer Rating? Low Open? Maybe, ask first
Razumikhin had admittedly been drinking a fair bit, running between the party at his own flat, and Rodya's loft checking in on his friend- and perhaps, yes, perhaps he had become confused somewhere along the way. But there was definitely a lot more to the situation than just becoming lost temporarily.
St Petersburg was a city built on islands, so hearing that he was on an island wasn't unusual in itself- except that should have been obvious. The man had not said a particular island, a different island- simply an island, and that it was too much to explain. That made him feel uneasy.
Now, glancing into the churchyard, he could see the Roman lettering, the Anglicised names, and he knew that he was further from home than should even be possible.
He stayed put, waiting on the aid of a stranger, and trying to remind himself to remain calm.