SOMA told a phenomenal story about consciousness, identity, and preservation. Sure, I've come across the existential crisis of what makes us human a number of times in horror and science fiction alike, but it was done so damn well here, each new revelation drip-fed over time.

Stealth was necessary for getting past the game’s monsters, with each type having their own detection quirk depending on location, either relying on sight, sound, or movement. There was a balance between struggling to stay alive against the assortment of enemies and the quiet moments where the atmosphere seeped into my bones. I’ll recommend this game for years to come.