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This War of Mine starts off feeling like the most depressing variation of The Sims ever, one where any happiness or woohoo has been bombed out of existence. And, very quickly, it gets to feeling even worse.


Over the course of a couple of hours with This War of Mine, I'd stolen food and medicine from an elderly couple, hidden behind a door and watched a soldier drag a young woman off with him to be raped, and stood uselessly by whilst one of the people I was supposed to be helping to survive died in her bed because I couldn't find any medicine. I also burned a treasured collection of books that a stranger had left with me for safekeeping, in order to stay warm. Shamefully, I actually felt worse about that last thing than I did about robbing the elderly couple; symbolically, there are few things more hopeless than burning books. And in my head, that elderly couple didn't stand much of a chance at surviving anyway. That's the kind of thinking that This War of Mine provoked in me: selfish, morbid, ruthlessly utilitarian. I was shocked at myself.