Raider Game Of The Year Edition -mr Dj Rep... | Tomb

"You forgot one thing," Lara whispered in the void. "Tomb Raider was never about the music. It was about the quiet before the trap snaps."

She found him in the final chamber of the Great Pyramid. Not a pyramid of stone, but a pyramid of vinyl crates. Mr. DJ Rep was a gaunt man with glowing red eyes, his hands dancing across a mixer the size of a car.

She landed in a dark room. A teenager’s bedroom in 1998. A dusty PlayStation sat on a carpet. The TV screen glowed with the classic pause menu: Tomb Raider III .