Oh, how can any game pull on the heartstrings as much as The Last of Us? The whole damn game was one big build up to Sarah’s death, encouraging you, the player, to buy into the father-daughter relationship, only to later pull the rug out from under you.
We knew it was coming. We knew she was going to die. It should not have been a surprise when she was gunned down, but it still hit hard.
I am not a parent and I was gutted. I imagine that any parent, having that relationship as a frame of reference, would find this scene even more devastating.
God damn you, Naughty Dog. God damn you!