|You can venture into many houses, half are the same inside|
|Opps! Somebody pranged their Landy|
|Weasel or Mongoose?|
|As the day wears on the game looks prettier. That often pinky yellow West Midlands sky can't have been easy to recreate|
|Brighter glowing areas usually indicate more dramatic|
Everybody's Gone To The Rapture's plot is ambiguous to a fault, it's narrative premise is so weak as to lead Gamertroll to the conclusion that the entire theme of the game is more likely a contrivance based on the Chinese Room's reluctance to depict the human body. With meager interaction and a plot thinner than a wanker's hanky: that leaves the justification for entire game's existence pinned to the hope that players are held in thrall by the 80's retro appeal. As a person who lived through the era near the Shropshire locale, Gamertroll can say that it just suffices to make it worth a look. Just, mind you.
|My, now that's a camping stove, just|
look at the tea cup!