My family's dead, the house is gone, and my sweet, sweet X1/DOS setup is now nothing more than ashen stardust. So, suffice to say, I've never played this. The game booted up (I play exclusively through a custom DOS program I designed whilst experiencing some crazed fever-dream brought on by the consumption of massive amounts of LSD and candy corn), I typed in the appropriate command prompts, and BOOM! My house exploded.
So, fortunately, the game had finished installing just as I had finished lathering myself in lamb's blood (which is really nice, highly recommended) as a part of my pre-game ritual (this practice wasn't unique to this game, rather it's a common practice for me although, honestly, I felt rather silly doing this before playing Katamari Forever ). No, this The Evil Within was a game I purchased to experience for myself, not as some flimsy gift to quietly break down a loved one's psyche. The Evil Within was a game I purchased to experience for myself, not as some flimsy gift to quietly break down a loved one's psyche.
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