So, last night I streamed The Last of Us. It started out terribly, with me being unable to find my way for the first forty minutes of game play. The usual stupid stuff I do.
I died a lot in the following couple of hours, because I forgot how to game, apparently.
And then the whole cannibal sequence happened, and it was intense, and terrifying, and nauseating. I finished the stream after it ended, with the villain dead, and my stomach rolling.
Seriously, guys. I was not okay after playing. I sat in silence for a while. I just sat there.
Also, if you cannot love Joel by the end of that sequence:
I'm still marking, do that's all I'm going to say, but I have such thoughts on this game. So many thoughts.
But for now, I have to get back to work.