We were all clothed in dense long sleeve shirts and jackets in order to avoid radioactive dust. When the morning threw its pale light over the decaying walls of the city, we started to move more actively. We ate as much as we could and rested before heading to the border between the civilized world and the wilderness of radioactive ruins. I met with my friends in the evening and decided to dwell into the zone bravely yet with a stomach full of good food which we procured in a very nice local restaurant of Caucasian cuisine. I, like millions of other people all over the world, was directly affected by the catastrophe. However, even in Finland we had our share of radiation fallout. I did not feel anything special despite understanding that people died and that death is generally bad. Being an 11-year old boy is not helping when it comes to such delicate matters.
When the tragedy shook the Soviet Union and the whole world, I couldn’t really understand the true scale of the tragedy. I felt that I needed to visit this place despite it being studied in and out multiple times before me. games, and watching documentaries about this region. My whole adventure was inspired by me reading about the tragedy, playing the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. If was in the middle of radioactive nowhere where the spirit of death is the only true ruler.
While every single location was amazingly charming and beautiful, the sense of tragedy never left me. You can feel the pressure from half-broken walls and start experiencing claustrophobia that you never had before. When ruins of the city start to surround you, the atmosphere becomes denser.
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