I'm not a Loner. My name is not Kruglov. My task is to infiltrate any Factions that I choose, in order to investigate and seize any of the new prototype weapons and ammunition, that have illegally entered the Zone. I have left the Mercenary Faction to join the Loner Faction. I am the Stalker.
Encrypted Diary: My 35 Companions and I are hunkered down in the Red Forest, down a dead-end road, where we found a deserted Bunker complex. I realized after looking at the Radar map, in the eastern half of the Red Forest, that there were very few buildings or structures. This meant if a Psi Storm or Emission hit, we would all die out in the open if there was no shelter from the storms. Since we arrived as darkness was falling, I didn't want to attack the Brain Scorcher complex in the blackness of night. I wanted daylight to see what we were doing, and the reason we were spending the night here. We were waiting for the expected storms to pass before we left.
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