Author: Victor

I am Professor - taught. Many in the Area call me crazy, but I don't think so. I am well aware that if people laugh at you, they are just jealous. Someday they will realize that I'm the greatest Professor - taught that ever existed. 
The main reason for this are my experiments. I have developed an ingenious technique, following which, it is possible to make a revolution in modern nuclear science. What is this technique? I'll answer. It is the crossing of anomalies. You probably would think I was crazy. In principle, many people think so, but I will explain to you what it is. If the molecules of the two anomalies "coalesce", will have a chance to create an entirely new weapon. Weapons of the new generation. It will not fire, as before, it will be anomalous. What will it be for the weapons, I haven't figured out yet, but enough that I have now. I invented a solution which, in theory, should be to transform the anomaly in solid physical body, which you can pick up. It consists of substance, which after staying in one place leaves a poltergeist, and conventional dry cement. According to my experiments, this compound acts obezdwijivanie to any physical body, and even water vapor. I have seen the example of his experiments. So today I go in search of anomalies. Wish me luck.
***
My laboratory was located in a separate annexe next to the bunker scientists. They did not recognize me as his colleague, but the trade is not refused. Leaving their "home", I went to the bunker. Heavy door of sturdy metal creaked opened. On the threshold of earnest argued two ecologists, apparently, just somewhere returned:
"I told you that nothing will come of it! Well at least the arms and legs in place! And if I'm not smart enough to buy these light grenades? We would be dessert on krowoderska the table!
-I'll go there again. You need to go all the way, let me have even bare hands bloodsuckers to choke.
-What, have you lost your mind?! They're not stupid, they already know that they want to destroy the lair! And these things will be on the lookout! Once we sunisa there again, they'll tear us to pieces, and even did not blink an eye. And mind you, no light grenades won't help!
Environmentalists looked back at me:
-Oh, Hey, owls. Come on, don't be long.
I did just that. I walked down the hall leading to the merchant's shop, opened the door and entered the room. 
-Yes?- Sakharov came up to me, " can I help you, Professor owls?
-I need a weapon, "replied I," for... salable.
-For trips?- surprised Sugars - Unless you go for artifacts, like those stalkers?
-No, not at all, Professor, " I hesitated, is for the purposes of anomalous research.
-Well, that is another matter,- Sugars smiled, " so, I can offer you, the Chaser 13, Obokun, and a brand new AK and integrated shutter mechanism.
-A shotgun will do.
-Excellent. Good choice! With you four thousand, three hundred and fifty-two rubles.
I paid Sakharov money, got the weapon, and quickly rushed to get out of this place.
Well, the place where most of the anomalies is Rusty forest. Where I will go, perhaps. But there is protection. To hell with it, I will.
***
I walked along the path, mutated overgrown with nettles. Fortunately, my protective suit served as an excellent protection from different quirks Zone. Because it is so versatile. They say that in these places there are burari. But I don't believe it. I no longer trust people in the Area. Everything they do is for profit, every man for himself in this deadly world.
So Rusty forest. Homeland "Vikruti" and "Frying". I needed the "Suck" and "Chopper" (pretty banal name). 
Before entering the forest stood a Stalker. Judging by the stripes, it was the Stalker from the group of "Guards". Sick in the head, worse than me. They believe that everyone in the Area should be under strict control, even a simple swamp. Fucking bureaucrats.
-Standing, " said the warden," when I approached him, " What you need in this forest? For what purpose you want to get here? What do you have to go...
I did not become him. Grabbing his Chaser, I smashed that idiot in the head. Thank God, shut up. You can go further.
***
I was lucky. I found both the target anomalies are close to each other. My miracle solution was poured into four small cones, each anomaly had two. Throwing in a "meat Grinder" solution, I finally saw what they are capable of self-taught. Anomaly sagged and turned into a homogeneous mass of red-red color. I was very happy. "Suck" suffered the same fate. Both masses I put in separate containers for artifacts. Time to go home.
The area was surprisingly quiet. There was a feeling that she had that kind of output. How interesting, the Zone output. Sounds like something crazy. When I was here the last time, this place was alive. But now, nobody was there. There was a silence.
After walking four kilometers, I came to a hill, where it was clear the bunker scientists. Close my discovery. The discovery of the century. I couldn't wait to drain the anomalies in one container and see what happens. Now these morons from the center of the study Area will stop laughing at me. I'll show them Gruel...
I didn't notice as he reached his lab. Throwing off his suit and wearing a lab coat, I walked into the room for experiments. Rolling out into the middle of the room table, on which experiments were conducted, I gave him two containers. One with a reddish substance, the other, with grayish-yellow. Finally. It was my finest hour. How I waited this long...
I poured the "Suck" in a "meat Grinder" and waited. It seems that the anomalies were mixed. They ceased to be a mass. They acquired a kind of miniature of an anomaly, bizarre iridescent in the light. But suddenly I sensed something was wrong. The mixture began to grow. Anomalies fought. One tried to cover other properties. My ballpoint pen lying right there next to the notebook in which I recorded the results of experiments, got up, and it got caught in the container. It broke into pieces. "Suck" was rampant. I wanted to close the container, but the anomalies have already gone beyond its limits. My hand dragged inside and ripped. I looked at the bloody stump, and I felt dizzy. Legs gave way, I began to fall but was caught by a "meat Grinder" and "Torque". My head was drawn into the epicenter of the anomaly. I just felt like "Chopper" grinds my brains, and a career of self-taught was over for me. Forever.