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Subject: Confronting the Fear that Struck You Down

I remember when I was a young lad, trekking deep into that swampy level. The mud splashing from my armor, bodies.... covenant bodies were everywhere. I remember the mysterious this level had. Why were these bodies here? Did humans do this? Civil war? ....other aliens?

Deeper and deeper I went into the swamp. There I stumbled upon a wrecked Pelican. "What on Earth is going on?" I thought. Surprisingly, I found it interesting that this is the only thought I could fish out of my head, being filled with many others. I picked up my trusty shotgun. This gun. My gun, has never felt better. Like a security blanket, this gun made me feel much safer in this unknown area. Further I went and I found myself into that mysterious facility. This time, human bodies laid there in the mud-stained grass. Might have this been caused by the Covenant? I did not know the answer, but I did knew that the answer was deeper in this... place.

Walking down deeper, killing convenant foes, seeing more bodies, seeing what I thought at the time to be biological machines to make people into Covenant soldiers I thought I found out this was a Covenant labratory. Oh, how I wish I was right. I continue my journey into this hell hole and recovered a crazy marine. The words he uttered instilled fear into my heart. I was on the edge. Why was he afraid to be turned into "one of those things?". I wanted to virtually beat the words out of his virtual mouth. Finally snapping he started to shoot me; at first I did not fire back but understood the magnititude of his psychosis. I did the right thing.

Finally... the door. That one door. You, the reader know what door I'm talking about. The one that changed video game history. The door, that unlocked the secret of this facility. Neither covenant or UNSC, this facility belonged to someone, or something much more ancient. Seeing this is Halo, naturally it belonged to the Forerunners. Why would these predecessors conduct biological experiments I thought? Little did I know this was a prison for the scourge of the universe, The Flood.

The door opened, followed with the bloody corpse of a UNSC soldier. My mind was racing, waiting for the secret to be uncovered. I watched the cinematic. The wet, scraggly noise of those "poppers" I called them still invade my thoughts to this very day. I watched as my two favorite soldiers, Keyes and Johnson, died in their horrible death. I was heart struck. I caught the glimpse of the infection form of the Flood. How it ate at the soldier's chest. The horror. For the first time in my video gaming life, I felt fear. Pure, heart stricken fear. I wanted to shut off my Xbox, I was afraid. The scene stopped and the game resumed. Ahead of me I saw the hordes amongest hordes of Flood rushing to me. I instinctively shot at them, blowing them up as they got near. I had to run. I did not want to die, and ran I did. It almost seemed eternity as I tried to remember my way out. Being pressured by those damned Flood made it hard to remember. I had to be at my foot. Every. Single. Moment. One mistake and I'm dead. This is what seperated the good gamers from the bad. I knew where I belong, and I knew I wasn't going to die. But I also knew the Flood weren't going to give up. Bungie programmed them to kill me and kill me they wanted to. I am no pushover, "Let's -blam!- fight." I thought in my still prepubescent head.

Long story short, I made it out. Barely though. The elevator took me up after 30 minutes of searching. I was regroupped with fellow marines, and for once, I felt contentment. I felt less pressured, less afraid. Unified with my marines, the feeling over confidence filled my head. We fought, we died, but luckily, my marines pushed me to another anonamly, this one seemed more covenant, yet I was wrong. Forerunner again. Him, 343-Guilty Spark.

As much as I loathed him, I liked him. His crazy programmed attitude gave this game some flavor. Like a mad scientist if you will. He saved me and therefore I owed him. I naturally heeded his words and let him take me to another place, they called it The Library. The ominious feeling overcame my state of confidence. Being used in Spark's little game made me feel like a rat in the maze. Being observed every moment, either by him and his sentinel's, or by my predators, rushes of paranoia grew in my head. The scraggly noise followed behind me as I ventured into the Library. I felt another fight coming. And? Well, that was only the beginning.

Was bored. Rate 1 through 10 if anyone so wishes. :>

  • 11.03.2010 8:35 PM PDT

Don't worry, you're still your mom's favorite Bnet member.

7777777 / 10

That level was perfect. Scared the crap out of me. I still replay it to this day. Unfortunately, it is never as intense as it is the first time.

  • 11.04.2010 1:38 AM PDT

man i wish i played halo ce first instead of 2 and then ce right before reach came out

  • 11.04.2010 4:38 PM PDT

-K

That level was incredible, I covered up the screen a couple of times because it got so scary. Your post perfectly described the feelings and thoughts I had when I first had it. Definitely a Ten.

  • 11.04.2010 4:50 PM PDT
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Wall...o'text...just too much...

  • 11.04.2010 7:59 PM PDT


Posted by: MegaMuffin16
7777777 / 10

That level was perfect. Scared the crap out of me. I still replay it to this day. Unfortunately, it is never as intense as it is the first time.

Yeah, I played it directly after reading this. It made me feel more "in the zone" if you will more than I ever have playing any other game.

  • 11.04.2010 8:26 PM PDT

dude me and my bro played countless hours of those halo flood levels. On that level specifically, i found out how to glitch unlimited ammo, but you had to be playing coop. Let me keep my pistol the whole map ;P

10/10 easy

[Edited on 11.05.2010 2:48 AM PDT]

  • 11.05.2010 2:47 AM PDT