![]() Weird, since that would mean he was under orders to be captured by Nazis, and hope that I was also captured by Nazis - let alone all of the other stuff. ![]() A few toasts in, I was very drunk - except not drunk, because “Major” Pavel had apparently drugged me, and told two men to take me away…Īwaking whilst being frogmarched through the Communist station, Pavel told me that he was under orders to bring me here. We sat for a few drinks while he extolled the virtues of communism. When the show was over, I followed Pavel through the changing and wash rooms, to a bar. I had an All Access backstage pass, if you know what I mean The Metro certainly didn’t appear to have an abundance of sports bras… So, I decided to watch the show - featuring a lot more bouncy physics than I thought it would. Pavel caught up with me at the entrance to the literal theatre by which the station took its name, and told me that he’d ensured our safe passage, and we’d leave as soon as I wanted. Not that the Communists were much better, as the choice was to join the army and become a citizen, or bugger off. Pavel helped me get in through the doors as two communists came out with flame throwers to fend off the attack, and we were safe.Īs I walked through the initial section, every conversation I overheard was basically saying that the Nazis were making their “perfect human” criteria stricter, while loosening what they classed a “mutant”. We shot the watchers that were following us, but one came literally out of nowhere to knock me down. It wasn’t the best in history, as they were right behind us, but we ran down some broken escalators to the door into Theatre station. It seemed the pack hadn’t gone far, as they began to swarm us and we made our escape. I let Pavel do most of the shooting, and it quickly fell while I saved precious ammo.Īfter nipping inside a building for supplies, I rejoined Pavel just in time for us to be attacked by watchers. Not that outside was much better, as a demon swooped in to attack. We went straight to a door and left the plane, not wanting to risk it happening again. Going quickly to Pavel, I forced him to put his gas mask back on and he quickly recovered from whatever it was we had experienced. No jokes here, this was truly a harrowing sight Debris began pelting the windscreen, and I awoke to frantic shouts from my friend. ![]() There was a flash and the plane lost control, starting to descend rapidly even as missiles rose from somewhere a few miles away, and a mushroom cloud rose ahead of us. Very soon, we were both experiencing flashes of what the plane was like before it crashed.Īs Pavel and I reached the front of the plane, suddenly I was transported back in time to just before the bombs fell. Once they had gone past, we went to the plane and opened the door which had curiously remained closed for the past 20 years. We had to stop as a pack of watchers ran through, bringing back memories of heading to the tower a year ago. Pavel suggested we head for a plane wreck, and we did so, going through a building. It took the impact better than the plane in Lost. It was short lived - much like everything in the post-apocalypse - as clouds moved in and acid rain began to fall. I grabbed a safe key and we left the relative safety of the room we were in, and after finding and raiding the safe, we went up some stairs to see the sun. This time I continue Metro: Last Light Redux.įinally free from both Nazis and spiderbugs, my new friend Pavel and I had to reach the next station above ground…īefore we could be exposed to the “fresh” air too much, Pavel located a pair of gas masks and we put them on. I will chronicle my playthrough of each title in turn and discuss any recurring themes and noteworthy events. This is my ongoing exploration of the Metro games, played in release order. Articles // 26th May 2018 - 5 years ago // By Andrew Duncan Metro: Last Light Diaries Part Three
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