CHERNOBYL: EYES OF A STALKER

STALKER Interview; Kyiv, Feofania Hospital

Interviewer: "Alright, camera's on the role. First thing we should ask you is about the environment of the Exclusion Zone, what's so "terrifying"...As you put it" The Interviewer shifted in his chair, crossing a leg over the other

STALKER: "..It's, something really. The forests are red, the vines curl around buildings, it's beautiful , ..but-terrifying to say the least, if that makes sense" his tone was one of worry, but one of curiosity.

Interviewer: "Seems reasonable. Tell me, many of the scavengers we've interviewed have spoke of a boy, youngest of all of you, and with a heart of bravery and hands of brutality?...The Eyes, I think they called 'him'..." The Interviewer tilted his head in curiosity, his pen-clasped hand sitting absently at the clipboard in his other

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STALKER: "..The Eyes?...Where to start....Well, he is a boy, yes, around 14 or 12 I don't know. He helped those who were trapped under debris and killed ravenous beasts corrupted by the radiation, his hands...Always, had a odor of dry blood on them. They always were bandage wrapped. One of our guys spotted him cooking a creature on a fire, using his own fingers like a spatula to flip the meat....He's terrifying for his age...Patrols had been single-handedly stopped because of his methods and intentions...I talked to him once in a abandoned building, he does this all for his dead father he said...And for curiosity..."

Interviewer: "That's...Making me shiver just at the visualization *chuckle*...Do you think he meant to do the things you described?" the Interviewer wrote a few sentences down on his clipboard.

STALKER: "He probably does it to survive and get out of the Exclusion Zone Alive. As for the average unspoken rule "Life is Better Than Price"...So"

Interviewer: "I see...Mm, I think we are done here" The interviewer nodded with a smile as he got up.

END OF INTERVIEW