I couldn’t delay it anymore. I knew I had to do it, even though I was robbed and I’ve lost half of my carefully gathered equipment. I knew I had to go and check out that radio tower, so I could finally sleep at night.

While I was planning my trip up on the hill, one thought crossed my mind - “What if “major” isn’t real? I mean, I didn’t see him or hear from him for few days, and I’ve been spending most of my time here in Gorka. What if I made him up out of fear and loneliness?”. I guess I’ll never know the real truth. To be honest, I’ve stopped believing that I will ever see “major” again. If he’s real person at all, and not a product of my imagination.

I felt like I could analyze story about “major” for days, but I had a job to do. Slowly and carefully I’ve started my way up on the hill where Altar radio station was based. As I was coming closer and closer to the entrance of this huge complex, I even thought about getting back. A fact that I couldn’t see anyone scared me more than a thought that I could run into those two armed bandits.

- “You can’t run now! You came too far to run like a chicken! BE A MAN ONCE IN YOUR LIFE!” - I was trying to encourage myself, and it really worked.

Soon after that I was inside this scary complex looking for loot and bandits. I’ve never seen something big like this, so I stopped for a few seconds, like a tourist, just to admire it’s size.

Since I’ve never been here, I really didn’t know what to expect, so I was surprised when I saw a building, or better said, headquarters of an actual radio station. When people were talking about Altar radio station up on the hill, I thought it was only a radio tower, not whole radio station. Even though I was scared and wanted to get of that scary hill as quickly as possible, my curiosity was stronger. I went inside to see if I can find something or someone. Unfortunately, or maybe luckily, it was empty.

- “Maybe that guy fucked me over. Maybe he lied to me just to talk his way out of the trouble…” - I thought to myself as I started my way back to the Gorka, since I didn’t see anyone, I didn’t hear anyone and I didn’t find anything up on Altar.

This whole meaningless trip made me really hungry so I went back to my house to get some food, when with a glance of an eye I saw a guy running from Gorka downtown up on the hills just north of Gorka. A fact that I see someone running down the road in Gorka wasn’t really surprising or something to worry about - after all, many survivors are passing by when heading to town called Stary Sobor (I think it’s called like that). I was worried because this guy was running right in the direction of my hidden stash.

- “I can’t let him find my stash and take all the stuff Stannis and me have gathered!” - I quickly said to myself, and started running in his direction.

It didn’t take long before I managed to get close enough to him to make contact. Even though he couldn’t see me, as I was hidden behind tree, I saw him and yelled - “Hello stranger! I can see you, please stop and put your hands up in the air!”. He was carrying a gun, so I couldn’t risk anything after previous events when I got robbed.

I really expected him to stop and start talking to me, but this is my biggest issue - I always expect people to react as I would do. This poor guy had something different on his mind. As soon as I stopped talking, he started running around like crazy, so I started running after him and screaming in same time: “I won’t kill you, man! Just stop! I have a gun and I will shoot you if you don’t stop”. It was clear that I have advantage, but this guy didn’t care. Few seconds after, he quickly turned right in my direction, pulled out his MP5 and started shooting at me. I was hit!

Luckily for me, I had my MP5 at a ready whole this time, and managed to shoot him back. I suppose he was scared and tired, so he missed almost all of his shots, so I managed to take him down. “I killed him” - I thought to myself. I killed him and I didn’t regret it.

While I was checking out his dead body (this sounds awful, but unfortunately, we live in this kind of world now), I saw another guy running straight to me. When I saw him, he was approximately 50 meters away, so my decision was to pull back and try to talk him out of fighting me. He didn’t had any weapon, just a backpack, but I was still careful and under the impression of last fight.

My first thought was that poor dead fella was his friend, and he just wants to punch me for killing him. But, he suddenly stopped. First, I thought to myself - “What the fuck is this guy doing!!?”, but then I realized that he’s trying to get a gun from dead guy so he could shoot me.

“Ooooh, no, you won’t!!!” - I screamed at him, as I started to shoot at him with my Glock. Few shots later and he was lying dead on the ground next to his fallen comrade.



When my heart stopped beating like crazy, I started asking myself a questions - was this necessary? Could I somehow avoid killing those two guys? But then, a fact that I’m still bleeding from a wound brought me back to reality. I remembered what happened to me few days ago, and realized it’s how world works now.

To be continued!

- Zvonzi