I walked towards the demo booth like a lion at a watering hole. I was starving and looking for prey. I found it when I stumbled upon the plucky developer and his precious child of a game. I could tell just by looking that I was going to be in for a meal.
Is this a bold entry, or the Gears of War: Judgement of the Borderlands franchise?
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number is, at first glance, nearly indistinguishable from the blood-drenched and narcotic-fueled original. Don’t let that fool you though, underneath the familiar pixel-art are significant changes.
WE MISSED IT THIS WHOLE TIME.