I’m home alone with my younger little brother, nobody else seems to be present in our neighbourhood, and I haven’t even finished Silent Hill yet. C’mon life, be fair.
How dumb can the main character be? He is chased by weird-ass creepsters the whole night, wanders around ghost town, and then at some random fucking high school meets some singing lady who has just been chilling around? IN THE MIDDLE OF A GHOST TOWN THAT IS SURROUNDED BY SNOW? (OH, also, he sees proof of ghostly-activity and isn’t even freaked out? Sees blood stains and doesn’t bother telling the police? Sees a dead deer and says “Nasty”? WTF)
I’d be at least a bit sceptical at that point. Or actually, fuck that, I’d be hell of a lot more than a bit sceptical, because being chased my slimy pink fuckers isn’t really something that happens so often to me that I could just brush it off my shoulders.
But no. Our protagonist is different. The only things I can imagine running through his mind are “LOL OK” and “SEEMS LEGIT.” And also “WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER DERP?”
I’m going to bed now.
I was disappointed that a dude, who is okay with the fact that in a weird-ass playground there is a fucking ECHO FROM THE UNDERWORLD hanging in the swing, doesn’t carry a shotgun with him.
So I spent half of the time trying to fight the pink Creepy McCreepers but ended up just flinging them around (entertaining but not satisfying), mostly around my feet so that I couldn’t access any fucking doors.
Also, I hate snow.