I don’t think you’ve truly bonded with your father until you’ve spent 36 consecutive hours in a holding cell mocking and taunting an inmate set consisting of multiple thirty-somethings decked out in homemade hobbit, fairie, chocobo costumes, where the only thing the lot of them had in common aside from a complete lack of human dignity was relating how difficult it was to sleep late when the sump pump went off.

From the game Necrotic Drift, reviewed by Emily Short.