Thursday 26 September 2013

Jak, Daxter and the fat fisherman



There’s a rope bridge that rests at the entrance to the Forbidden Jungle. It hangs loosely, as you’d expect any such crossing residing in any such abandoned area to do. There are a fair few boards missing and it creaks and tussles worryingly as you first step onto it. Even more terrifying – as you cross the mid-way point, you’ll hear the bridge sigh.

Hang on.