Limbo
I recall times, when I would see advertisements for games like Silent Hill 2 and catch snippets of my older sister play Parasite Eve . I would wish with my whole entire body that I could play such thrilling dark games without pooping my pants. But alas: I was (am) a Scaredy Cat. Exactly once I got brave enough. One Friday night when my mother let me tag along to Movie Gallery, she perused the New Releases movie wall as I peeled off into the gamer's cubby. I knew she would let me rent one - she had to; it was the weekend! And I had saved my allowance all month. I had already sped through my latest round of Gex: Enter the Gecko , exhausted the latest Official Playstation Magazine demo disc and I was left wanting for more. Also I had no friends, so... what else was I supposed to do with 48 hours of free-time? I shrugged and sighed my way past all of the sports-themes and first-shooters until finally I saw it: Silent Hill 2 . I approached the wall cautiou...