I was eight or nine. I'd seen full page ads in those early PlayStation magazines, and they were odd. The creatures fascinated me, but I equated it which the same weirdness I'd seen in the previous Pandemonium ads.
Then an issue came out with two demo disks, instead of the usual one. The extra disk was Abe's Oddysee, stand alone in all it's glory. I played it to death, and came back for more. Something had clicked. It must have been my future derailing and coming onto brand new tracks that would eventually lead to a bizarre and disastrous mental decline. Fortunately the omnipresent availability of my console and the game disk in permanent residence within kept me from losing my tenuous grip on what we laughingly call reality.
It was the scrabs that did it for me.
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