A lone figure was sitting by the camp fire, staring at the fire. He's minds was filled with the same thought "What have i done ?". Of course, Zone isn't the best place to think about your actions, most people don't care for this. But he was not one of them. He was brainwashed by the machine, called "brain burner" which make him a monster... which make him a killer... Which make him "Teacher". He was a teacher, for the young minds in the "Monolith", he taught them a harsh lessons, how to be a perfect servant of the Monolith. But now... He is free... He's mind is back, he's control over his body was back, and now he feels shame... Sorrow... Hate for himself... With this thoughts, he stands up from the dusty floor of abandoned building, picked his rifles, which was lying on the wooden table, and started to move out of the building. Many stalker masters will call him a fool, because he didn't use his bolts to see where is anomalies. But the "teacher" didn't care for them, he knows where he is going, and what comes next. The streets of Limansk was strangely empty in that night, no stalker in sight, no screaming in pain that heard on the very long distance, no barking of mutants. It seems that the nature itself stops it's work, just for Teacher to meet his fate. He's armor was very heavy, and if something attacks him, he couldn't run away, so he will fight. Teacher did encounter mutants on the streets, but they didn't attacked him, they afraid of him. He found his destination - An anomaly, that was located in the middle of the street. He sighed and recalled his memories. He is killer, he is monster and he is unforgivable. "I deserve it" he thought before stepping forward. Into the anomaly.
He saw, that his left part of the body started to disappear, and turning to ash. But he didn't felt pain, because he accepted pain and death long time ago. Before he could disappear entirely, he takes out the bolt and stare at it. He went to the Zone just for money, and this little construction detail... Is became his new currency, he's rich and die rich, without sorrow and hate, but with nothing on his soul. He disappeared entirely from the face of the world.
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