I've dumped way too many evenings into Buried Echoes, doing the least heroic thing imaginable: creeping through wrecked apartments for one specific bit of decor. Not ammo. Not armor. A candle holder. That's the early-game choke point, and you feel it fast. You drop in thinking you're there to hunt ARC tech, then you're knee-deep in junk drawers, muttering at every piece of scrap that isn't what...