On the return leg of navigating the Zone to reach this particular surreal bounty, we had not seen any obstacles on the move around it for some time, alluding to us an air of safety to proceed with a more direct and conspicuous route back to the perimitre. I was amidst rabbiting to Conrad – ‘yeah, the way the Zone is unpredictable, can change at any moment, like a complex maze of traps, it gets me’. ‘Yeah, totally, I know what you mean’. .. At which point a pickup truck steamed at quite some pace round a corner, forcing us to dolphin-dive quite ludicrously into a shallow soggy marsh that was thankfully just to to the side of the road under the cover of darkness. Case in point, the Zone in action.