Wednesday, February 9, 2011

STRIP: Your FACE hates this game

There were so many moments during the first game that I screamed like a sissy. And the most frightening moment for me during the SECOND game was stepping back onto the Ishimura.


There it was. The same room you started the first game in. But it is all cleaned up and covered in hermetically sealed plastic. Taped up and scrubbed down, but you can still remember what happened to you the last time you were there. You saw the same hallway where you first encountered the necromorphs. And the hole in the wall where the grabby worm thing tried to drag you off.


Yeah...that game gives me the creeps.

And I want to play it again and again!

It's a love/hate relationship much akin to the one I have with horror movies. I love to watch them because they gross me out/freak me out/make me scared to go to bed.

All emotions that sane people avoid like the plague when they know they are going to be induced, right? Right.

What can I say? I have always been an easy mark for the scare factories.

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