What can I say?
Do you remember the first time you saw "The Empire Strikes Back"? Yes ... it's that good. I was joyfully transported back to a wonderful and familiar world, but everything was different and new. I clung to every detail I saw and was amazed by the scale of this new offering. A jaw-dropping cut scene ushered in the second dark act of the saga. It was beautiful.
Then, before I knew it, I was back inside the armor of the Master Chief, and you know what it was time to do. You've read about dual wielding, you've talked about the new weapons, but brother, wait until you actually have two SMGs, one in each hand, and you're using them like bullet hoses to water down the Covenant with so much lead.
I'm not going to rob you of any of the awe I felt by spilling the details. Suffice it to say, my little bit of time with "Halo 2" has already exceeded my expectations and has turned my already fevered anticipation into a frothing madness.
Right as I was about to part an Elite's head with a two charged shots from two Plasma pistols, I got the tap on my shoulder from Agnes. It was time to go. I hit pause so that the Elite wouldn't use the interruption to his advantage and glared at him through the pause screen. You got away this time, you Covenant bastard, but we'll meet again. On November 9th, we'll meet again.