


The single most terrifying game ever and I were once again to be reunited, entwined in a frenzied bond of blown off limbs and melted skin (I usually have to pay a kind lady from Kings Cross for that sort of thing), screams of child-like fear and an endless barrage of shouted expletives as dead bodies swim in a vat of blood. Intestines, liver, spleen, kidneys and a windpipe if I remember correctly. The rekindling of the love affair I shared with AvP2, the game I gave my heart to last Christmas, but one to which I lost far more. Three new sets of interlocking missions they claimed, which would capture the essence of the original AvP2 and answer the questions about the mysterious artefact from that very game, the one which gives the bearer control over the acid-filled alien hordes.
