Once, right around the time that we started playing Resident Evil 3: Nemesis, my brother and I spent an afternoon aimlessly searching a large abandoned cooperate office building for ammunition, red and green herbs, and infected zombies. Groping around the doorways of windowless offices searching for a light switch was just about the creepiest thing ever... but sometimes, a few bars of eerie wavering fluorescent light would flicker on and my desolation would blossom into the weirdest most indescribable feeling of awe.
As I walked around kicking white ceiling tiles and tripping on tangled telephone wires, I thought about how impractical Jill Valentine's outfit was and wondered what the office was like when people still worked there.
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