At the time of writing this piece I am striken by plague…some lurgy that has left me temporarily bonded to my sofa and groaning softly. Naturally, the thought eventually occurs to me that I’m probably turning into a Special Infected. Not the kind that pulls you off buildings with it’s tongue or covers you in Boomer bile (yet, thankfully!) but a really crap one that crawls up to survivors, coughs…
The snapping of sinew. The crimson blood splatters. The intestines spilling onto the ground. The death cries of an enemy.
There is something highly satisfying about wielding a chainsaw in the face of my foe, lopping off limbs or in some cases letting it ride cleanly up their backside leaving two bloody halves at your feet. Sometimes I’ll favour despatching those most deserving using a blade, perhaps a katana or…
Us gamers have a vast knowledge of what to do when the earth is in danger – whether it’s an alien invasion, an airborne Zombie Virus or a nuclear holocaust, we have the gaming knowledge to keep our virtual selves alive in desperate times. But what if one day a virus does break out, turning the whole world into zombies? Or nuclear war does hit, taking the all the world’s…
