Dead Space 2 is fucking coming. So strap on whatever brand of adult diaper you prefer, and get ready to shit your pants. The original Dead Space kicked my ass. It sort of fell into my life from nowhere, and left me amazed. The graphics were tight, the atmosphere was tense as fuck, and the storyline? Well, of course my lord and savior Warren Ellis contributed to it.

So the fact that there is a sequel coming has me amplified to the point of non-coherence. Which, I suppose, is how I am pretty much all the time:

Via Kotaku:

“We’re thrilled to jump back into the series, making the next chapter in Isaac’s journey,” added Steve Papoutsis, Executive Producer of Dead Space 2. “The infection continues to spread throughout space and our hero Isaac Clarke is the only person able to contain it. There are still loads of Necromorphs that need killing. In Dead Space 2, not everything is exactly as it seems. Expect plot twists that will surprise you and a huge cast of twisted, disgusting monsters that are sure to scare the daylights out of you.”

Pretty much a boring press release. Whatever! Give me fucking anti-gravity boots, my trusty plasma cutter, and let’s throw down. And by that I mean peer slowly around corners trying to prepare yourself for whatever is about to make you crap.