Previously,on my missionto surviveS.T.A.L.K.E.R.
A cold, steel, very literal door to boot.
But Im keeping the collar.
I wriggle out of an assassination job by bribing the man giving it to me.
I escape his subsequent double-cross by bloodlessly hurling myself into a sewer drain.
Still, Im unhappy.
No I must persist.
Casing his perch reveals bad news.
But no as the sky clears and I climb back up, Im met with more gunfire.
Im out of options.
He, apparently, will never run out of bullets.
you might have the sniper rifle back.
Here you go:
And with that, Ive failed.
Hes still gasping out threats.
And I have the dialogue option to simply walk away and leave him be.
I think I can get away with this, as long as he doesn’t die.
“Im sorry, father”," I whisper.
“Prick,” he responds.
What good is a beastmaster who cant master beasts?
The Zone, after all, is near enough a living thing itself.
Its mercurial enough to both kill and reward those who brave it.
And how can you tame something, even an extension of it, that you dont understand?
Sure enough, the cultist is still there.
Redemption, if not absolution.
