Stalkers...Their goal is wealth. Their task is to survive. Their lot is suffering. Their destiny is the Zone... All of them are vagabonds, adventurers and explorers, they can consider themselves anything - conquerors, or masters of the exclusion territory... but in fact, they are just toys in her hands. And yet, there will always be those who will accept the Challenge and come Here. To try... no - not to win, but at least to outwit...THIS.MONSTER.ZONE.And take his swag...Stalker Navigator never considered himself particularly lucky. His whole life was proof of this - work in a design bureau and a loving family were replaced by stalking and loneliness. The Zone became his home. The zone accepted him, as it accepted anyone who agreed to its rules. She just didn’t spoil her with good swag. Nevertheless, moving from raid to raid, Navigator believed that one day luck would smile on him. On the day when the Outburst raged, he did not expect that someone's death would suddenly promise good profit. I didn’t expect that one of the lucky stalkers agreed to cooperate to get to the dead man... But when this happened, the Navigator realized that his time had struck...