1990, Age 8
I lived behind an airport, and they decided to expand and kick us all our of our homes, thus there was a period of time when people started moving out where our neighborhood was full of abandoned houses. What a perfect exploring opportunity!
We would be adventurers, and select a location for our home base (often a shed or garage we broke into), then set out and break into the houses to explore and gather supplies. We were very sneaky in order to avoid our imaginary pursuers.
Being the smallest, I had a very important job. The others would bust out a window, and I would have to carefully reach through the sharded glass to unlock the window or door.
The best part of this game? Um, immersion? Hello? What was more exciting than actually exploring actual new spaces! The imaginary monsters that lived within were merely a bonus.
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