The end of Red Dead Redemption. Spoilers for a game that’s over a decade old, but John’s death was a brutal cruelty that stayed with me for a long, long time.
The sequel was even more brutal. I cried like crazy at the end of both games. Like full on sobbing into a paper towel bc tissues weren’t going to cut it crying.
When I was in the final mission of chapter 6, on my first playthrough, my wife came in to tell me it was time to put the kids to bed. She took one look at my face and the tears rolling down it and put the kids to bed without me.
The end of Red Dead Redemption. Spoilers for a game that’s over a decade old, but John’s death was a brutal cruelty that stayed with me for a long, long time.
The sequel was even more brutal. I cried like crazy at the end of both games. Like full on sobbing into a paper towel bc tissues weren’t going to cut it crying.
When I was in the final mission of chapter 6, on my first playthrough, my wife came in to tell me it was time to put the kids to bed. She took one look at my face and the tears rolling down it and put the kids to bed without me.
I played through it for the first time this year and had no idea that’s how it ended. Left me gutted.