Metro: Last Light review | New York Post

New York Post - The metro is everything. It’s a sanctuary from the toxic jungle above. It’s a quarantine zone where infected and mutated denizens vomit blood on clear plastic curtains. It’s a final fortification against monsters that previously only existed in campfire stories. Perhaps most importantly, it’s a home. One where the last of humanity desperately tries to recreate a life that can never be reclaimed.

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