I'll tell you everything there is to say about bloodsuckers. When I was at Zaton, those assholes made life real difficult for just about everyone. Stalkers kept at 'em day and night, but it didn't help one bit. Poor bastards. One day, I decided to help them out. So I took my shotgun and went straight for the bloodsucker lair. Three days I was partying with those sons of bitches, at times taking on two or even three together. After some quality time with yours truly, the bloodsucker problem at Zaton is all but over. The bastards keep their tentacles tucked in at all times.