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I will never forget my first play through. At one point I was exploring a pitch black tunnel with my gun and just a narrow beam flashlight to see by. I couldn't see anything at all outside the beam of the flashlight. Somewhere in the darkness I could hear a head crab approaching but I couldn't find it with the light. I was shining the flashlight this way and that trying to spot it and hearing it get closer and closer... and then my cat brushed my leg.
I jumped and screamed and scared the hell out of the poor cat. I may in fact have tried to shoot her with the controller. Needless to say, she no longer trusts me when I'm wearing the headset.
My fond memory of that scene was finding the head crab immediately, and smirking as I started killing them. I ran out of ammo, No worries, all I had to do was reach into my backpack and… oh shit, the flashlight is on my wrist!