My dad’s “darkness preparation training” seemed psychotic at the time, but he was readying me for the world ahead. He was surprisingly prescient: he would turn the lights off as I was walking down the stairs, he’d throw paint in my eyes when I least expected it (which was all the time), and when darkness fell he’d glue my eyes open so my cones and rods could acclimatise. “Nae son ah mine wull be one ae them yon Youtube screamurs”, he’d say in his gruff Glaswegian patois. And now, because of his remarkably specific reasoning, I don’t get scared while playing games and don’t scream for the entertainment of others. Thanks, dad. You’re the “best”. So the charms of White Noise Online will be lost on me, but the rest of you might enjoy this upcoming co-op horror game that’s slightly inspired by Scooby Doo.
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