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  13:50:12  1 May 2010
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Thrashdude
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Beauty

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No words to say.

Two thumbs up,amazing,you can challenge snorkbait.
  07:34:27  16 May 2010
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HoboRebellion
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If anyone cares, I'm still writing the story, so don't worry.

I've started the next chapter, but, like before, I'm busy IRL atm with finals and school in general.
  02:32:15  18 May 2010
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wolf106
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I care!!!! can't wait for next chapter!!!
  21:21:05  5 June 2010
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HoboRebellion
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HoboRebellion
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Sorry for the extreme wait

I know, I know. It's been awhile and this is, by far, the shortest chapter yet, but adds a lot of significance to the next few chapters. You'll see. Again, sorry for the length. Hopefully it'll tie you guys over until the next one comes out.

Chapter VI

The stalker sloshed through the mud, his boots getting heavier with every step. He felt disgusting, even for Zone standards. His white coat had turned a light brown from the dry mud caked all over. His gas mask hung to the left side of his face; its canisters were empty and rusted. On his back was a dirty AK-74u with a missing stock and a heavy trigger. It was prone to jamming, and relying was far from a good idea. He hated using it.

The noises were almost unbearable to listen to. He had heard stories of the swamps before, but never realized how frightening the place actually was. The mud made everything slower. The reeds jutted up all around him. Had been able to see more than just what his light could produce, he imagined that he might feel like a giant stomping through a forest. He heard water in the distance at all times, but never actually found the source. He looked at his canteen. It was practically empty, but he took a swig anyway. He was still thirsty.

The water level in the swamps, over the recent years of the Zone's rapid expansion, had dropped significantly. The whole area remained a muddy, jumbled mess, but there was less water and no one could figure out why. After the Clear Sky faction had left the swamps, no one dared re-enter them without serious warrant and some heavy backup. There were few outside of the faction that had complete, or incomplete for that matter, maps of the area. Many of the more “spiritual” stalkers thought that the swamps were ever changing without human presence and that no one could map the area. Scientists, however, argued against this point to no end. It mattered not; few, if any, could traverse the deadly area known as the swamps anymore. It was a dense marshland of death and disease, and even the hardiest stalker knew to stay out of it.

The stalker turned. He knew he heard something, but couldn't tell what. It was far too dark for him to see anything, even with his headlamp on. He unhooked his weapon and held it in both hand. It trembled in his hands, shaking from a mix of fear and cold. He backpedaled slowly and almost tripped on a log. He stayed still on the ground. He heard nothing.

He arose and brushed off what he could from his back. With the AK slung back over his shoulder, he carried on. After another ten minutes of trudging through the thick mud, he had had enough. He found what he could only imagine was a tree, or something similar, and sat down under it. The cold gathered around and he wrestled with sleep. He wasn't victorious for several hours until he finally managed to subdue his own fear and imagination, and slept. He didn't dream.
  09:12:18  4 August 2010
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wolf106
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it's been a while. whens the next chapter??
  06:41:21  22 August 2010
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HoboRebellion
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It's been far too long. Summer has been sucking up my time in every aspect, so sorry about not having a new chapter out, but rest assured, I do plan on writing one.

I just recently finished reading Metro 2033 and decided to check these forums again, remembering this story. Reading the book got me back into the post-apocalyptic mood, and with school coming up in a few weeks, I need to start writing again anyway. I might as well continue where I left off.

I had some ideas scattered around as to where to go from here. I know the end point of the story, but the part from where I left off to there is completely open as of now.

I'll try to give you guys something good. I promise.
  15:54:27  17 November 2010
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Colonel Skull
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So i guess this story has met its end? Sad, there's not alot of mercenary stories in here. Nor there is enough of duty stories here. Duty is in some, but really, no story is actually based on duty
 
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