The MISSING: J.J. Macfield and the Island of Memories

I needed to put ten bricks on a scale. I canvassed the entire level, scouring every inch, and only came away with nine bricks. I examined everything again and reached the same conclusion; there were no hidden bricks to be found. I was dumbfounded until I remembered one of The Missing’s more gruesome features. I could chop my arm off, throw it on the scale, and qualify it as a brick. This wor...[Read More]