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  20:27:21  18 January 2010
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Thrashdude
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when will the next chapter come?
  20:53:22  18 January 2010
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mate? I cannot wait when will the next chapter come?
  21:47:52  18 January 2010
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dont worry mate, i am working on it

i was watching a movie so i couldn't write. but i will begin now
  21:57:39  18 January 2010
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CHAPTER 3
A LONG SLEEP


Where was he? And more importantly, WHO was he? He couldn't remember. He found himself in a basement of some sorts. He was thirsty and hungry, and he couldn't remember anything. There was a foul stench, smelling of rotten corpses and sewer water. The only thing he remembered, was that he was in the zone. In other words, Hell. He turned on his Flash light, to see where he was. Now, he found out why the basement had smelled so much. In the other side of the basement, a stack of corpses were stacked up. Both dead stalkers and rotten old corpses. He quickly got out of the basement, and ran outside. He Breathed heavily, getting the foul smell out of his nose.
First then, he looked at were he was. According to his PDA, he was in a village far from Rostok.
He wore a Battered and dirty PSZ-9Md Universal Protection suit, but the colors were black and white. His weapon was an AK/74 with a mounted scope. There was written “Dead-eye” on it. As soon as he saw the text, he got some weird flashbacks. He only remembered looking at a wooden cross, where there was written “Dead eye-Vanuska Uklavon” on it. The AK/74 was also tied to the
center of the cross. What could this mean? Who was Vanuska Uklavon? He couldn't remember.
Suddenly it came across him, that someone was watching him. A Large blood sucker jumped right
in front of him, Roaring at him. He was petrified for a brief moment, but just as it lashed out for
him with its one arm, he ducked and rolled away. The blood sucker was confused for a moment,
and he used that moment to pull out his AK/74. The blood sucker was quick, it turned around
and reached out for the gun. It ripped the gun out of his hand, and jumped forward. It knocked
him down without warning. Now, the blood sucker was sitting on him. It threw its head back, as it made
a another roar. He took the time to punch the blood sucker in the throat, knocking it off him.
He quickly got on his legs, and picked up the AK/74 . Again, the blood sucker was quick. It ripped
the gun out of his hands once again. With a big kick to the chest, he got knocked down. He quickly got up again, as he realized that the blood sucker was playing with him. The blood sucker made a giant leap through the air, but fortunately, he rolled away again. While the blood sucker was turning around, the stalker quickly placed his boot right in the blood suckers face. It was a risky move, but it bought him time. While the blood sucker was getting on its feet, the stalker then took his AK/74
and shot the blood sucker. There it was, a giant beast, just lying dead on the ground. He came to his senses, and he started walking again.
  22:08:53  18 January 2010
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I wonder who is he?
  22:28:53  18 January 2010
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---QUOTATION---
I wonder who is he?
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hehehehe
  22:43:41  18 January 2010
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CHAPTER 4
Memories



on the way to Rostok, he met a Duty patrol. “Hey there!” he shouted eagerly. He hadn't seen any stalkers around for a long time now. “hey there stalker, why are you out here?” the lead Dutier
asked. “i don't know exactly, I just woke up in a basement about nine kilometers away from here. I think it was a blood sucker lair” the Stalker replied. He followed the duty patrol, they were heading to the bar. On the way to the bar, they met a group of four rookie stalkers heading to Agroprom.
One of the stalkers were having trouble walking. “whats wrong with your leg?” the stalker asked.
The rookie then said “some stupid son of a bitch broke my leg. We were in a fight. If you see the bastard, tell me where he is.” the lone stalker continued to the bar. He heard gunfire a couple of kilometers away. It must have been that rookie group, the stalker said to himself. When he arrived at the bar, people looked at him like he was some strange creature. Most of the people looked at the armor, like if it was a rare artifact. He went to the bar, to catch up with the locals. His PDA said
that it was the December the 21st as the stalker remembered it, it was the July the 14th. He got rather
confused, and asked another stalker what date it was. The answer; December the 21st. He didn't believe it. What had he done for half a year? He couldn't have been been sleeping for half a year.
He would have died by hunger by that. Oddly, the PDA didn't show his name, or any of his contacts.
There was simply no way to find out who he were. He didn't exist. What got him thinking though, was that he wore a armor in a faction named UFOTZ's Colors. Maybe he was a member of the faction. He ordered a vodka, and he drank it while he thought about who he was. He didn't ask around in the bar if that someone could recognize him, but that would only make him seem crazy.
The stalkers around him still looked at him, as the colors of the armor were something long forgotten, something you don't speak of anymore. He hurled the rest of the strong vodka down,
and just sat and took a brief moments peace.
  22:55:05  18 January 2010
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MINI CHAPTER
Recognition



as the stalker just sat down, and thought about things , a stalker entered. He wore a Hoodie,
with exosuit parts on it. He sat down beside him, and ordered two vodkas. Something was
hot in his backpack, and he pulled it out. It was a battered but still usable modified G36 automatic rifle. The stalker beside him, had first noticed weapon now, and shouted out loud “SIMKA!”

To be continued..........
  18:06:18  19 January 2010
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CHAPTER 5
A NEW ADVENTURE

They sat all night, drinking vodka and telling each other what they had been doing in the past. Rustik told tales about his UFOTZ days, and what he have been doing over the past months.
Bug told Simka that he had went to Agroprom, and how he broke a rookies leg. Simka couldn't
remember a thing. He had been gone for half a year now. Like he just didn't exist, until he was
summoned by the zone once again. “what happened to UFOTZ?” Simka asked curiously. Seconds
passed and then Rustik said “i don't know. I guess we just got separated at Pripyat. Stryglok was
Zombified, Rayoji had been shot in Pripyat, General Puscka has vanished just like you.” replied Rustik. They traveled back to the bar, where they rested. “wake up man, its time to go hunting artifacts.” Bug said, as he tried to get Simka on his feet. Simka mumbled something, and then finally got on his feet. “Where are we going, and where is Rustik?” Simka asked, with a tired, low
voice. “We are going to the Garbage to find some artifacts. Rustik left early this morning, he was heading to red forest.” Bug replied, with a happy and eager voice. They arrived at the garbage,
continuing down the road. They heard gunfire close by, and they threw themselves to the ground.
A squad of three Exosuit mercenarys ran down a hill beside them, and sometimes stopped to shoot .
A huge squad of bandits were approaching, and they took cover. Simka and Bug quickly took cover at a bus stop, where the mercs also took cover. They said nothing to each other, but just shot at the bandits. The bandits died one by one, but there was still many left. Three bandits were trying to flank the bus stop, and Bug saw that. He shot all the bandits, killing them all three. One of the mercs Threw a grenade, killing several bandits. “What should we do, Commander?” another merc asked. “Keep firing!” the lead merc replied with a tough voice. Now, a grenade landed right beside Bug. “WATCH OUT BUG!” Simka shouted. He quickly kicked the grenade away, exploding eight
meters away from the bus stop. “What the hell do these guys want?” Simka asked loudly, trying to
get some sense out of this situation. He didn't get any answer though. One of the mercenarys got shot, leaving his lifeless body on the ground. “AH SHIT!” the lead merc yelled. There was something familiar about that voice, Simka thought. “RETREAT TO THE DEPOT!” the lead merc yelled. The mercenarys quickly ran away, with Bug and Simka right in their heels. Bullets were whistling in the air, while they were cutting themselves through the air. They had to stop and take cover, or else they would die. The Bandits were following them, and they were hellbent on killing the mercenarys. Simka and Bug both took aim, and fired controlled bursts at the bandits, killing
five bandits. Now, the lead mercenary emptied his clip on the bandits, killing dozens of them with his Tunder-S14. Simka saw a signature mark on the Tunder -S14. They killed the rest of the bandits,
and gathered up. Only the lead mercenary had survived. “Thanks for your help, stalkers. Without
you I would have been dead by now. Here, take this artifact. Its very valuable, that's what the bandits were out for.” the merc said. Yes, there was definitely something about his voice. He pulled
of his helmet, and Simka saw who it was. “RAYOJI?” Bug yelled. “hehe, yes its me.” Rayoji replied. “i thought you died at Pripyat!, how did you survive?” Simka asked. “Well, so did I. But I woke up in a cabin at red forest, some guy named forester had saved my life.” Rayoji said. “Well, how did you become a mercenary?” Bug curiously asked. “i saw the ruins at the base, and I knew that UFOTZ was no more. So, I met a couple of guys who hired me.” Rayoji explained.
“i would like to see the look on Rustik's face, when I tell him that you are alive” Simka said, while laughing.
  16:54:27  20 January 2010
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