Time was limited. Chiune wrote visas day Chiune wrote visas da, little. His arm became 4 and night. He ate very little. His arm On his last day, he went to the station to leave for Berlin. A lot of Jewish people were waiting for him there. So Chiune kept writing Visas while on the train. When the train started to leave, he handed out the last visa from the train window and cried out, “T'm really sorry. I cannot write any more visas. I truly hope Sore, everyone will be safe." Someone shouted to 10 Chiune, “Mr. Sugihara, we will not forget you. Someday we will meet you again."