Stalker Page #4

Oh, my God! And where are...

Did they remain here like that?

Those people?

Who knows.

I remember them packing at the station,

getting ready to come here.

I was just a boy.

We all thought then

that somebody wanted to conquer us.

You first, Professor.

Now you, Writer.

Your room is over there.

We'll go this way.

Why were you hiking up the price?

It's so close at hand.

Yes, but the hand

has to be very long.

We don't have such a hand.

Don't! Leave it alone!

Don't touch it!

Don't touch it, I said!

Are you crazy? What's the matter

with you?

It's not the place for leisurely

strolls.

The Zone wants to be respected.

Otherwise it will punish.

Don't you ever try it again...

Have you no tongue or what?

I warned you, didn't I?

Are we to go there?

Yes. Up, enter it and to the left.

Only we are not going this way.

We'll go around.

Why?

People don't go this way.

In the Zone, the longer way,

the less risk.

And to go straight ahead is fatal?

He told you it's dangerous.

- And making a detour's not dangerous?

- It is. But they don't go this way.

What do I care that they don't?

What if I take a chance...

Listen, what's the matter with you...

To go all the way around!

When everything's so close.

Here a risk, there a risk.

What the hell!

You're being very flippant

about this.

I'm fed up with all those nuts

and bandages.

You may do as you wish,

but I'm going.

- You're insane.

- It's you who are...

May I?

The wind is coming up...

Can you feel it? The grass...

All the more so.

What do you mean?

Wait!

Keep your hands off!

Professor be my witness,

I didn't sent you there.

You go of your own will.

Of my own will. What else?

Nothing. Go.

God help you to be lucky.

Listen!

Should you notice something,

or just feel something,

go back at once, or...

Just don't throw iron poles at me.

Stop! Don't move!

- Why did you do it?

- Why did I do what?

- Why did you stop him?

- I thought it was you...

What's up?

Why did you stop me?

I didn't stop you.

Who did it then? You?

Who the hell knows...

You're smart, Mister Shakespeare.

To go straight ahead is scary,

to go back is embarrassing.

So you gave yourself a command.

Fear has made you come to your senses.

- What?

- Stop it.

- Why have you emptied the bottle?

- Stop it, I said!

The Zone is a very complicated system...

of traps,

and they're all deadly.

I don't know what's going on here

in the absence of people,

but the moment someone shows up,

everything comes into motion.

Old traps disappear

and new ones emerge.

Safe spots

become impassable.

Now your path is easy,

now it's hopelessly involved.

That's the Zone.

It may even seem capricious.

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