Literature
Sergey
Author: Kevin M. Beals
...His feet making a slight scraping noise on a patch of dried earth on the floor, Sergey turned his back on the room and began heading out the door.
For no apparent reason he suddenly stopped in the doorway, as if he had been compelled to do it. The fear that he had thought left him had now
resumed tenfold, as if some basic gut instinct was telling him: something is wrong...

Lonely Night
Author: Axel W
...He awoke to the sound of a loud noise. It was his voice he realized, he'd been calling their names in his sleep. Why was it so dark? Where was his
fire? He searched his pockets for the wallet, and found nothing. He was confused. He didn't know where he was...

This is the diary of Janus Andrimov
Author: Zjerry Maelbrandere
...I've packed my gear and I'm ready to leave, I don't have much and I know there's little chance of finding him. Hell, I don't even have much hope of
surviving, but I...

KISS IT GOODBYE
Author: Hendrik aka think_tank
...I'm standing at the edge of the zone, I'm alone - like always. Solitude is my only friend, pain my companion. God is a joke out here. In this sick
world where all is ruled by death, there's nothing to pray to. Here we are the gods, we are the source of all misery...

Nevermore
Author: Erick Weinstetter
...This was almost to much for Nevermore to believe, at last the search for the truth about his father could begin. Nevermore studied the map quickly
unable to hide his smile, though he rarely had much to smile growing up a streetboy...

Long Way Down The Hill
Author: Nauris Krauze
...wood beneath me is rough and grainy. I am a gear on the table. Other gears do not look at me. They are numb and have not thousand eyes within them.
Light rain outside the window brings rust and decomposition to everything in the yard. Except for the truck. Surrounded by corrosed metal jungle it
looks out of time and space. New. Blue. Shiny...

Notebook
Author: Andrew Brenycz
...You come to a hall at the top of the stairs. You see a wide open door leading to one of the bedrooms halfway down the hall. You unholster your
pistol and slowly make your way to the opening...

Half-Life-Time (The first Half)
Author: Sebastian Spanner
...After the dissolution of the military regime in 2007 (because of political pressure inside and outside the border), I was one of those completely
insane people to find out the secrets of the Chernobyl area, called STALKERS. Some saw themselves as protectors from mutants and rationally
inexplicable things. For me, it was just silly talk...

No rest
Author: Terry Luster
...Blood was as sweet as red wine and flowed as fast. I opene the doors to an insane asylum. It was the first time anything has made my hair stand
on end. It was not the screams for the demons to leave them alone but the past deaths that would or could not rest. Were the patients really insane
or was it this place that had wrapped madness through their souls? I walked down the halls where the walls were white and marked with a gray stripe
from hands gliding over them as if they were the only thing stable in the whole place...

A New Arrival
Author: Jon Holland
...Thinking it best to leave, he turned around to head back the direction he came, when he felt a force from behind knock him to the ground.
Something was on top of him, something cold that smelt of decomposing flesh. In a frantic panic, he began to squirm and reach for his pistol, as his
m16 was pinned to the ground by his weight. Something dug deep into his shoulder, and he then realized he was being bitten by whatever was on top of
him. He let out a painful scream and at that moment a surge of anger and annoyance flowed through him...

Yuri
Author: True Orb
...The Zone was the 30-kilometer perimeter around the former Chernobyl plant, which was scarred by the effects of a nuclear accident and civil war. It
exists now as a barren heap, a shell of what it once was...

No Time to Die
Author: Rhett Burns Claypool
...The local governments turned a blind eye to activities concerning the 'Zone'. Men with the lust to kill were attracted like moths to a flame and
this flame was deadly...

The Creature Within
Author: Chris Saxon
...After walking about 3 and half hours, I stopped to rest. No sooner than I put my backpack down I see something walking on the horizon. I reach into
my pack and pull out a pair of binoculars. It's a man, a Stalker. I reach into my pack once more and pull out a flare gun. I shot straight up in hope
he would see it. He saw it all right, and started shooting at me...

Dead man's story
Author: Marcus Sundbom
...Nothing here is alive. This entire area of contaminated abomination is death itself and yet things are moving around in the dark. Hunting.
Searching. Creatures that was never meant for the world of the living roam the forests at night, ravaging the land, leaving filthy scars that slowely
expands, consuming everything around them. These unholy demons must be stopped. They are not alive and should not move. Im laying here, carefully
camofluaged with mud...

Interview segment: ZZ223STALKER
Author: Nick Foster
...one of the troops, grizzled old guy looked like he

EXTRACTS
Author: VESPIAN POLUCIUS
...i dived left spitting a hugh stream of blistering acid straight into the scarred ugly mug of the punk on the right my dive ending aburtly on the
chest of punk2 one lick and he's lost his will to fight punk no3 lets losse with ablast of homemade buckshot...

My Future's Past
Author: Joe
...It is a dark and stormy day here in the middle of the afternoon. It's one of those days that makes a person fully appreciate nature's unrivalled
power. With earth shaking thunder and life pausing flashes of lightning mother nature

Lost Angel
Author: Kevin Morris
...A Stalker aged too soon travelling in a remote part of the Chernobyl zone
was sitting down to an old Russian issued food ration and picked up a tattered
journal he had found weeks before...

the diary of a stalker
Author: piet11111
...after walking for one and a half hours whe reached the "tunnel" it was an old drainage tube that was once welded shut but it was blown open with
explosives i could tell by the large shards of metal and the scorch marks on the entrance...

Resonance
Author: Sergy Pretetsky
...The rifle jerked back and the soldier fell face down. He quickly adjusted his rifle toward the other 4. They were gathered around a small portable
table with some vodka...