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It seems so obvious in retrospect.
The first time I played Dead Space, I couldn’t sleep. I saw Necromorphs crawling on the ceiling above my bed and had to leave a night light on for safety and sanity. The rest of my play sessions were in the middle of the day, where those things couldn’t find me. My terror stemmed from some ineffable