A slightly sad fairy-tale forest on the southern shore of some unknown river—watchful, stern, on the northern side a forest that feels threatening, air with a sharp smell of pine needles, a cold snap—could it not have chosen a warmer place for once, those Watchers…
So lucky, so lucky—never wish it on an enemy. Where is the Castle Russia, where are ours? A pause would not hurt, but… a week-long one. Yet stopping is impossible—time is expensive; so many good people are worried!
And again, a group of stalkers lays out a route. What will the long journey be like, what difficulties and adventures await ahead, what will the new, independently chosen mission bring? After all, the task isn’t simple: the special group must not only reach the unfamiliar lands, but also scout them. New allies and enemies, new discoveries and unexpected possibilities—everything is ahead.
And for now, you must get up from the wet grass, find the first shelter, and keep hold of it. Practically without weapons, without gear, and without communications. In short, a familiar matter.