Dennis woke before the sun had proper time to rise, not that he could tell in the Little Black Box. His whiskey wrung mind panicked in the total absence of light, forgetting the past few months entirely, and he wondered for a moment where his soft bed was or where he himself might be. 1,376 more words
Tags » The Fear
I’ve only played through Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater once in my life, and I remember very little, save for the obvious much-written about boss fight with The End. 725 more words
Surely the title says it all?
I’m sat here in bed, two days on from kissing my colleague goodbye outside the restaurant we had just brunched in, with my head pounding like hell, fighting the waves of nausea washing over me and – quite frankly – dying to get home to my bed to rest, recover, and more importantly, process what the hell had happened the night before. 1,145 more words