So, this is my first time writing a fanfic. Before you will read, I must tell, that it throws away the entire movie plot, and there will be self-made characters. I also hope to get some feedback from you guys. Enjoy.
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I went on the road near 9 p.m. A lot of stalker mammals think it's a bad sign and try to cross the perimeter during the daylight. Too bad, I didn't care what others thought.

I stopped caring about it long ago, when I was a new stalker. My mentor – may the fate have mercy on him – told me to make my own rules. Even if it's gonna be a taunt-target for everyone, but if you will do it – you will be in success.

He was a funny guy, mentor Ming. I remember him every time I'm on my way to the Zone. I remember him with respect and sadness. He didn't even knew what was he saying back then.

Looks like it was hard for the sun to disappear today. It shrank near the horizon, while spitting the "blood" on nearby clouds, to recover and rise again the next day.

My path was going through the closest forest. I caught the good mood pretty fast. Otherwise I could've delay my trip for a long time. Long ago, I've started to view the world somewhat different than before. This is why I refuse to teach anyone how to survive in Zone. Someone, who wants to earn something, sometimes doesn't even realize, that the price for the desired reward can be too big, and they won't be the only ones paying it.

I caught the pace and embraced myself. My legs became the independent gear of the machine "Judy Hopps" and I could keep walking without exhausting. As for the actual gear – I don't have much of it. I distance myself from lethal guns and try not to carry any massive metal things. I've got my own style.

It finally went dark. But that doesn't mean I can get lost. Hell, even if I do – I can't miss the borderline of metal wires. I found the weak spot the moment I approached to it. It wasn't that hard to go through – just don't lose yourself and don't hit the signal rocket ropes. These guys won't even try to catch you – but they surely will try to guess, what was your name, to put on your grave memorial. Even if you will only get a slight contusion – the Zone is locked for you forever. Weak minds don't live long here.

Inventing a bicycle is pointless here. A couple of cuts with wire cutter here and there, hop over the rope and we're done! "The greatest Zone guard" is slipped through! I've dropped the wire cutter – it's totally useless now. Nobody thinks of going back home, when entering the Zone.

Some time ago it was impossible. Choppers, light carriers, towers with snipers, who welcomed you in full force. They said, it was really effective. Now it's just a tiny bit different – it's all inside the Zone, choppers are the home of different mutated mammals here, and carriers are just decorations to the atmosphere.

It was quiet. Too quiet. Oh, how i hate that – it's a great sign of the destiny to put some weird trick on you.

And then I heard the sound. I heard a quiet and sad weeping coming from inside the forest. Zone has a lot of surprises. One of them – are mutants, and a lot of them are sick savages. I pulled out a knife and moved forward. Something horrifying was in that weeping. Someone was dying – and it was surely long and painful death.

There are marauders, that won't hesitate to kill even the slightly injured teammate. There are mammals, that will try to keep away from the Zone's business. But as I was saying – I don't really care.

Right before me, there was an ugly creature, lying on a stump. I guess, it was a dog before, but now it's hard to tell by its look. The skinny and bald creature was trying to keep its head with it's only eye. The eye, that was staring at me. The weeping sound the "dog" made, wanted me to drop into the grass and weep with it, sharing the pain that the fate gave to it. The poor creature slightly twitched.

I was starting to swing my glass knife, but, eventually, I overcame the desire to end its suffering. The Zone was waiting for me. It was its way to say "hello".

Hello to you, too, Zone.