MeltDown The Original Draft

Chapter #13 Гопник

It's kinda dark I have to say 10:37 and since I'm Penal I don't have any room so I have to sleep outside the walls of the Citadel along with some Rat-Men. I made myself a small tent with some dirty tarp that I found at the river. Under a dimly light candle I write a letter for my Mother honestly I can't believe I have to put up with the shit the USRR put me through!

While I was writing I saw a shadow approach my tent "Ivanov, I wish to speak to you." Abramovich asked me while I was writing mail for my mother.

"Sure come in." I said he went inside and sat down inside my cramped tent he sat infront of me he then said "Danielle,I heard that Natalia is assigned to a recon mission regarding the 'Inner-Circle' "

"Yes. I'm aware of the of the Inner-Circle they are basically a break away group from the Renegade, They are more radicalized and are growing in numbers due to the recent discovery of the Renegades doing heinous acts." I replied

"Correct...Natalia has assigned you to join her squad."

"Wh-What me?" I replied in shock I stopped writing immediately "Why me? A Penal in question?"

"I don't know to her.. But you are assigned to report in front of the Citadel at sunrise."

"Funny since I sleep infront of the Citadel!"

"Ermm...Right see ya!" He waved good bye and left my tent.

I want to forget about what happened to Fyodor and the others...I just want to write these letters to keep my mind off them, Honestly every time I try to sleep I hear their screams and bloodied faces alongside Harakov and my old squad! Gah!!!

I started to grow frustrated on how much I wasted my life...Am I really fighting for the greater good or am I contributing to the down fall of humanity?

I went outside my tent for a walk..And brought myself my Kalashnikov just in case I just want to stroll around the Red-Light for some cheap Vodka.

I walked alongside the streets you would see Commie Junkies (Techincals) around the streets along with some Night watch guards looking for suspicious people around. The place was filled with Shacks and shops that are closed for the night. The people are quite innovative they actually made a windmill to power their houses back in my town energy was monopolized by a single fucker!

"Hey you! STOP!!!" A USRR soldier scream and raise his gun at me the flash light was bright so I can barely see him.

"I'm Penal calm down."

"Hmm Ok move along scum."

"Hmp! fucking asshole."

I knew some parts of the city the Red-Light never sleeps in a distance you can hear disco music also see raving lights and see sketchy people leave and enter the place, Well..Fuck let's go inside again.

I had to go away from the main streets and enter the narrow and dirty corners of the district, The place was jam packed it can barely fit three people horizontally.

At the first part of the Red-Light district you would see Bars,Women and Drugs for sale. I just picked the bar closest to the exit and a brightly lighten area the name of the bar appears to be 'Yellow Flag'

And when I enter the bar...The scene was just ehmm...Extra ordinary.

It's like I entered a alternate universe where everyone who walks inside this bar is Clint east wood!!! The bar had small scale arms dealers,Crooks,Bandits,Whores and crap.

The Stereo was playing Kalinka and at the door of the bar a head of a mutated boar is mounted on it.

The people around were ALL ARMED. There is virtually a pistol in every table and Kalashnikov galore. It seemed like a massive war was about to start amidst all the drunken laughter so I took a seat in front of the Bar I was quite nervous I did not know what to order...