Next February, I’ll be turning 45.I started young – my first gaming memories are of begging my parents for quarters and pumping them all into Missile Command, Centipede and Pac-Man.Games have been an ever-present part of my life since then, and I feel fortunate to have been able to watch the medium grow up along with me.
A heavy, wrought iron gate slams shut behind as you enter an empty, circular arena. Control is wrested from you as an unskippable cutscene introduces an unspeakable, screen-filling horror. Its name slowly scrolls out along the bottom of your TV, a chyron forecasting your death. You’ve done this enough times to know that the only way out is through.