I watched two Stalkers I was working with enter an abandoned building where We picked up traces of an artifact ,which by our scanners there were a large quantity of it. The two stalkers moved closer and closer ,with caution, towards the abandoned house on top of a pleasant grassy hill.The house looked as if no one had entered it for about 15 years with pockets of wholes in the roof and the wood witch looked diteriated from the environment surrounding it.

«Aaahh!» the screams of My fellow stalkers ,just outside the house,alerted My full attention on them.They wre being strecthed by an unknown anomalie . Both of them were held up in the air by an invisible force with their equipment and weapons beingtorn away from them. All their armor and clothes underneath were bein dragged of them vigarously. I started to shiver in fear of what it was that had this santanis grip on their defensless bodies.«Hel-..!» their bodies and the joints were ripped apart from each other, with blood splurting in mid air and as their legs, heads, armsand torso's were spining around lifelessly as if they were in space.

I thought to Myself the only type of force that can do that was some sort of gravitational anomalie. I had heard this from other stalkers who had been here alot longer than I had. I and My two companions had only been here for 3 months. Well We didnt last long. I thought to My self it would be suicide tryin to get whatever was in that house so I ran back to the Moskvich and headed sraight to the border of the zone and get out of this hell zone more like. I stepped on the pedal and drove off at about 70 mph along the mainroad which should take Me to the border.

I was driving for My life out of the zone when My veihicle slid along a muddy patch in the road. I turned the wheel left and right, trying to save the car from crashing due to i was spinning out of control, until i collided with a tree off the road . I got out of the car to check the damage but the bonit was completely squashed against the tree and the engine was as flat as a pancake and beyond My repair capabilities. I only just noticed how dark it was. The sky had be covered with an enormous dark blanket with a whole of light shining through onto the zone. The worst part about it I only was armed with a berretta , capable of a good 15 shots, and two clips. Not to mention I wasnt even wearing any armor because they always thought they were the real men ,Volgav and Glogovich (My Two colleagues), and now they are dead. Seems funny how the brave ones always end up caught or killed by the enemy….well alot of the time. But I felt I had to be brave or else I wouldnt survive long by Myself stok out here in the middle of nowhere. I was now running cautiously and stealthfully as possible with actually getting somewhere.

I was running , forgetting about the stealth or cautious movements I should of been making.I could hear the noise of gunfire some 1000 yards away from My curren position in the the dense and dark forest. The gunfire sounded like AK-47's that gave me a guess it was either stalkers or Russian regulars. I decided to move in view of them. It was stalkers fighting against other stalkers. «Retreat !» was sounded by a stalker and several who were left ran off in a a northern direction while others stalkers fired at the retreating ones ,while creating an orangy glow in a radius of 2000 yards, were running away in a northern direction. there were several corpses on the grassy darkened floor with weapons scattered or in the hands off moveless bodies. I looked at the remaining stalkers who seemed as though they werent moving. They were stood up but slightly swaying in all directions. The victorious stalkers were still stood there for another 10 minutes without communicating to one another, they just seemed as lifeless as the bodies lay below their noses. I began to move slowly again when I felt a screeching noise in My head. Then I was bein fired at from My right by these stalkers. Bullets were whizzing through the trees and flying passed me no more thana few inches from My body. I started running throught the dense forest for if I were out in the open I would surely be mowed down by led bullets. Led pieces still whizzing and muzzling around Me slamming against wood, grass and leaves, while racing throught the darkened and eerie forest. The firing stopped so I must have lost those stalkers at this time. But unfortunately for Me it was too dark still. I thought about if I would get out alive or if I would die in this Man-made hell whole. Thinking of what else could be in this place that could try to kill Me !

I ran through that forest all night while taking short breathers and constantly looking around Me to see whether there was anything else life threatening. I wouldnt go back in because it was frightening , frogs creeking,the sound of rats squealing it was all too much on My weary yet alert mind. My feet were aching and full of blisters in My torn and battered boots. I was still dark and I had another 20 miles to go before i could get to the border. I decided to take it a bit easy and jog this time.

As I was jogging under the moonlight and the blackened sky I could hear numerous howls and barks from Dogs in the distance. For a precaution I unholstered My Berretta and held it in My right hand while continuously jogging steadily. I was so anxious to get to the border that I picked up the pace a little. Jogging along the open field of grass and the odd tree, I saw a small town which oviously looked derelict to any human residence, however I wouldnt venture into it after all the stuff that happened that night. Still focusing on My survival and secure path to the border I kept scouting in all directions with My hawking eyes. The howls grew louder and louder towards my hears. Leaving the town behind Me I was coming up to a hilly area, which had a few large rocks. I crouched behind one of these and surveyed the open territory in front of Me. The sight looked clear so I moved in and then slowly began to jog again. The Dogs sarted to growl and they sounded only a few hundred yards away from Me………..I was correct. The dogs were different to each other but they were all the same breed (Rockwilers). There were about 10 of them a few looked normal ,others with their muscular tissue on the outside and others with bones showing on their legs or arms. They all looked mutated and abnormal. They started growling, so I popped 5 shots at them two of them fell on their sides while the others started chasing Me. I had to retreat quickly while firing 4 shots at the verocious dogs. I ran like hell trying to be faster than the dogs but it was hopeless they were catching up. I fired another 6 while I was running and another dog stumbled to the ground but there were still 7 left. I reloaded My pistol with another clip while firing another 4 shotsand another one went down but they were now 50 yards away. I quickly fired off 8 shots when one went rolled over but two of them pounced for Me and were biteting at My legs, dragging Me to the floor. I fired 3 shots while killing one of them the other moved further up My body but puutting My arm out towards him he went for it. His four other friends were starting to eat My legs that I couldnt even feel because they were in so much pain. I went for My knife while under attack by the dogs and stabbed one of them in the neck ,spraying blood all over My face. Four of them were left and I hadnt the energy to retaliate at them. I could then hear the burst of fire from several LR-300ML machine guns and the bullets whizzing into the dogs ,pounding against their flesh. The dogs were inactive and three figures wearing armor and masks said «Are you ok comrade !» I replied «Nope, but thanks for the help». The three of them picked Me up and transported Me to the back of an APC. Then I was taken to a science medical camp where I was treated and examined for any infections or diseases. The zone changed My life and It would be the only place on Earth that was another world.