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AR Dead Raid: First Impressions

     Hey, everyone. I am so glad that the weekend is here. Hoping for some fun and relaxation. This morning I downloaded two new zombie games. One of the games is probably going to be a little different for you. The reason is that the zombies appear in your home. What I mean is this: The game utilizes the I-Pad's built-in camera and then puts the zombies wherever you are. The first time I fired it up, I was sitting on the sofa with Carley. We were both a little freaked when a small zombie appeared  on the coffee table at her feet, grew quickly to full size, then attacked us. No, I am not kidding.
      As you turn in a circle with your device, you shoot your pistol at the fiendish undead. There is a button that you can tap to bring up a set of iron sights, which are very useful. If you don't get head shots, you won't get very far. I have yet to beat the first level. I just recently discovered a helpful tool, however, and now have hope. The game has a time slow down, called Cruel Time. This is very nice and will be essential to success, in my opinion.
     Once, while turning circles in the living room and blasting creatures, I saw a cute little granny walk across the screen, carrying a basket of laundry. It took me aback for a split second, until I realized that it was my wife. Ha, ha. After all these years of knowing her, I was unaware that she could walk through zombies at will.
     There are no in-app purchases that I can see and the cost of the game is free until September 23, so you had better hustle.
    I have one more thing to talk about with this game. The sight of a zombie in such close proximity to familiar sights may be a bit intense for smaller kids. I think that it could give them a nightmare or two. Remember when your kids wanted you to come and remove the monster from under the bed? Well, with this game, they could literally see a zombie come from under the bed.
    The graphics, being your yard, living room or...wife (with laundry) are truly breath-taking. I hope those darn zombies didn't damage my guitar...
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills. 
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