As I wrote in my previous post, before I could meet with the agent of the secret group known as the Sublime Society, I encountered someone else.
I was walking home one day when a car with tinted windows pulled up alongside me. The back window rolled down.
“Get in the car Mr. Philtron,” said a figure from within.
It began because I really enjoyed From Dust.
And then I met an industry friend, one who works for a major triple-A developer, for lunch at a café.
Little did I know that these two things would lead me into the secret underbelly of secret game industry where shadow developers wage a cold war of espionage and sabotage.