The New Year is almost upon us. Corks will pop, balls will drop, and I’ll struggle for at least a week to train myself to write 2016 from now on. It won’t be easy, but I’ll manage. I always do. Some call me a hero, others call me a chronic complainer. Such is my burden.
The same cannot be said for those insatiable ghouls. They can’t enjoy a tasty beverage, and even if they could, they’re cursed with an unconquerable tolerance to alcohol. Such is their burden.
When Dying Light: The Following releases on Feb 9, it’s arrival will be worth celebrating — only not with champagne, but with bloodshed. When the dust clears, you and I will tower over a sea of corpses. Then we’ll rest our heroic bottoms against the hood of our dune buggy, careful not to get any of the still-wet blood on our fitted jeans, and say something cool. Yeah…
