After you kill a big daddy, the little sister is found literally mourning over the corpse of her former protector. Shes crying, and you can hear her lamentations over the loss of her friend. Its kind of awful.
what am I going to do now
she cries, or pathetically intones Muh-muh-muh Mr. Bub-bub-bles
And there she is, defenseless. And youre left with a choice. And this isnt a choice you make at a distance. It isnt a choice you make when her protector is breathing down your throat, that you can later make excuses for. This is a choice you have to make when shes standing right in front of you, weeping because the closest thing she knows as a parent is lying dead in front of her.
But dont get me wrong. Im not making a game that has anything to do with the joy of hunting down a childlike creature with a gun. My goal was to distill the choice down to what its really about. Theres something that may or may not be a child in front of you. If you want to survive, if you want to save the wife and family of the man whos been helping you survive Rapture, you must harvest the Adam from these Little Sisters.
The Little Sister is defenseless in front of you. Gone are the tools of the first person shooter, the tools that you use so often and after years of gaming, without thinking. What you now have in your hand are the almost surgical tools of Adam extraction.
Rescue or Harvest. Rescue or Harvest.
Its up to you.
