S.T.A.L.K.E.R. - Zone of the Chernobyl

Once a monument to Soviet sporting glory, the Avanhard Stadium now stands as a silent, decaying monument to human absence. Crumbling concrete bleachers stretch along the perimeter of a now overgrown and anomaly-riddled field. Wind whistles through the empty corridors beneath the stands, carrying with it distant echoes of applause that may no longer be human. This place is often avoided by novice stalkers—not due to the danger of mutants or bandits, but because of the zone’s strange psychological pull here. Whispers, hallucinations, and sudden memory lapses are frequent. Some even speak of a phenomenon they call "Zone Playback," where one moment you're walking through silence, and the next you're surrounded by the roar of a crowd that isn't there.