Entry 1 – date unknown – day 1

Keeping a journal is outdated, I know. But due to my memory loss I’m doing all I can to prevent that from happening again. I’m still trying to figure out the exact date, but judging by the weather and flora it is fall. I have no idea how I ended up in the Zone and nobody I met so far has been able to tell me anything that would help reveal my identity. Due to a strange tattoo I have everybody is calling me The Marked One, although I have no idea what that tattoo actually means.

 

The Zone… how on earth do these people survive here? How did I survive around these parts?! As if the mutated animals and bandits aren’t enough, strange radiation induced anomalies and the radiation itself make most of the Zone deadly. The few bastions of civilization have been reduced to out of the way, bandit-ridden structures and some well defended settlements. Almost everybody I met so far either carried a gun, or had somebody else hired for protection – looks like the Zone took its toll on every inhabitant.

I was hired to help a local guy raid a bandit camp not far from here in return for information, so hopefully I’ll have more answers for my next entry.






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