Unsure, but without any other options, I pressed against it with my palm. Holding my lighter up close I saw that it protruded perhaps a centimetre from the otherwise flush corridor. Glancing around me I noticed a smaller slab beside me that was a shade different from all the others. Just at the point where I felt certain I could continue no further, nor crawl backward to escape, terror beginning to creep in at the edges. The humming was louder still, seemingly coming from beneath me. But as I retraced my steps the ceiling and walls continued to draw nearer to me! This was impossible! I turned back and yet the same, until I was forced to crawl on my hands and knees, my shoulders grazed by the rough brick until blood seeped through my shirt. A claustrophobia began to encircle me, the oppressive darkness seeming to thicken the farther I walked, and I confess I turned and attempted to retreat. If this continued I would soon be too large to continue on. The ceiling began to lower as the walls narrowed further, until I was walking at a crouch, shoulders brushing the walls. I had been walking for what, three or four minutes - how long could this path possibly be? How big was this building, this temple, whatever it was? The passage became narrower as I progressed, my outstretched arms able to brush the stones on either side. Total War: WARHAMMER II - The Prophet & The WarlockĪn unnatural wind threatened to extinguish my flame. Someone who actually still works here really ought to take a look though.) 7. (I'm interested to play Forager - I meant to this weekend, but accidentally spent all my spare time replaying The Talos Principle. The passage seemed to stretch out indefinitely. I flipped open my lighter, its meagre light only seeming to accentuate the gloom about me. A door, of sorts, it was modest to the point of nonchalance. The walls sloped away at the slightest incline - if this were a pyramid it wouldn't find its peak until it had left the Earth's atmosphere, so what was it? I kept moving, my progress slow and exhausting, until after what might have been three hours I found what was little more than a hole in the wall.

I finally reached a corner, the sandstone crumbling on the sharp edge. Occasionally I had to divert back into the forest to progress, but the humming always prevented me from losing my bearing. I made my way along the wall, left because right looked far harder to traverse. (This? It seems to be the in-game currency for TESO, sold as a Steam purchase, which was sold at a discount last week. And the humming seemed to be coming from within. Whatever this was, it wasn't marked on any of the maps I'd managed to procure from the nearest town. Ancient sandstone bricks, towering high above me until completely concealed in the canopy of the forest. And then, as I pulled aside a fistful of ivy, I found a solid wall. I had to hack through vines and tightly interwoven branches, the path to the origin of the sound seeming almost deliberately obtuse. (Er, TABS looks fun, but I still haven't gotten around to having a go. It was part singing, part grumbling, and I felt compelled to follow it, to find its source. Exploring deep in the thickest parts of the forest, I heard a humming sound - faint, barely audible, but unquestionably there. And when I was there, I made quite a discovery. I took a couple of weeks off work to visit the rumoured homeland of Horace, the ruined city of Ursidae in the nation of Caniformia, on a pilgrimage of sorts. Hello, and welcome to RPS's weekly round-up of the top selling games on Steam for the last weeeeee.

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