Resolution's Mike Yeoman tells the tale of one man’s ventures into the Shadow Of Chernobyl: It's near twilight in the Zone and I’m returning from a particularly tough mission. I’m heading towards the nearest trader to stock up on my woefully diminished supplies. What I really don’t need right now is any one of the multiple types of heinous trouble that the Zone can throw at your common run-of the mill stalker at any time. But of course, this is the Zone, where luck is almost as treasured as the precious artifacts, so it’s only a matter of time before I begin to hear a howling in the night. My binoculars confirm it – mutant dogs.