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Is out, but it’s not finished. Typical Stalker, really. The game, a fan-fronted effort to reconnect all the elements that were cut from Shadow of Chernobyl, was leaked during development. The developers have chosen to release it earlier than planned, and I decided to try it out.

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It’s still Stalker, still based on the first game, but at the same time it’s not. It’s as close to a remix as I’ve ever come across in gaming, bringing in new elements, but still reminding me of the original.

It’s all different, but if you loved the first Stalker, instead of reinstalling the original and modding it, when this is fixed it’ll be your next install. I guarantee it. I don’t speak Russian, but I can recognise a cry of pain in any language.

I could tell that someone nearby was curled up and dying in the rain, but I was bleeding, exhausted, out of bullets and low on everything. I stumbled through the rain towards a building lit from within by a brazier, ignoring the sting of guilt that jabbed with every groan in the air. The only comfort you’ll find in Stalker is near the glow of a burning barrel, and I’d just escaped from a huge military compound with a scrap of health left.

I got lucky: there were shelves of supplies. I filled up and checked my map to see a coloured dot surrounded by grey dots. I was ignoring a dying man surrounded by corpses. I fell asleep as that pained call for help cut through the rain and thunder, and I hoped he understood that I couldn’t face the night again. He’d have to wait until morning. It was strangely comforting to wake and hear his wail.

As I was gathering things, I heard a snap and spotted the colour drain out of the dot. I moved through the building and saw a military patrol standing over the corpse. Later, as I cower in the corner of a building, staunching wounds with a med pack that could have saved him, I still feel bad about it. I have plenty of supplies, but I’ve earned every one of them, and survived without having to beg for help in the dirt.

The squad that killed him is dead and looted, and I have a useless harmonica that I took from his corpse. Apart from guns and bullets, it was his only possession, and it’ll forever remain in a corner of my backpack. Welcome back, Stalker. You’re still a wonderful and cruel bastard of a game, and A-Life still has the power to give me fireside stories.

Lost Alpha is Stalker’s phantom limb. When Shadow of Chernobyl was first released, it was clear that the developers had cut corners. You can’t call a game that took six years to be made ‘a rush job’, but there were bloody stumps where limbs used to be. Lost Alpha is something of a detective job: the game’s developers have scoured all the available information on what was there and attempted to restore it. They’ve rebuilt bridges from screenshots, and stitched together a world from hearsay. Unlike mods that up the ante, making everything miserable and intense, Lost Alpha deftly recounts that first play through of Shadow Of Chernobyl without turning it into an extreme challenge. What’s emerged is a strange, different Stalker.

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A familiar feeling place with familiar feeling missions, but remixed. If the original developers had a hand in it, it’d feel like a director’s cut. But this is a fan effort, freely released as a standalone game.

It’s probably definitive, but that’s a difficult call to make with so many variations of Stalker out there. I think it’s definitive for me, though.

It’s more Stalker, but prettier and more complex. The technical upgrades are impressive. The ugly faces still sit on the models like one of Hannibal Lecter’s victims, and I had to edit out the, but the atmosphere pours from the monitor in thick sunshafts, rippling grass, and a seeping damp that glows in the moonlight. It is a surprisingly modern looking game, and a testament to the power of dynamic lighting filtered through gnarled trees.

Night is so dark that you feel every blade of grass. The soundtrack throbs like an infected finger, seemingly made by the noise of a piece of metal just about to break, though the occasional scream does tip it into schlock territory.

But then so do the zombies. Obrazec zayavleniya o zaprose pensionnogo dela. I’ve not explored every inch, but the map is larger and the world well, it’s like returning to a place from your childhood and discovering your old haunts don’t conform to your memory. And not only that, but there’s been re-development work. I confess, I’d imagined that the return to the past would mean the whole map was open, but that’s not the case.

It’s still a huge world cut into smaller chunks, but with more chunks. Most of Lost Alpha’s changes blend in like a cloaked bloodsucker. I keep thinking I’m somewhere I recognise, and then I turn a corner and it’s different. It’s tough to unravel it all: the junkyard near the beginning of SoC is gone, and the occupying force moved elsewhere, but the world leading up to it is sort of the same, but with changes down to the cellular level. Buildings that I remember from the outside have new corridors, basements, even caves; new dangers lurk as well. There’s a Burer in the Agroprom Underground, for example. He was cut from the original files, but returns and takes the place of the Controller.