GamesRadar - A torch. Seriously. Such a simple thing, and it got us killed. We had to pick it up, though, to descend a stairwell leading to who knows where. With the aforementioned torch in one hand and a sword in the other, we stepped into the bowels of a dark hallway. A giant dude dressed in what looked like turtle armor stepped out of a nearby shadow and charged us full on. As we took up our shield to block his assault, we dropped the torch. In the midst of a pitch-black room, a nasty crushing sound reverberated off the walls as that old familiar “you died” splashed across the screen. Freakin’ torches, man.