As you’ve probably guessed by now, Saturday night in Greenvale is usually fairly quiet and uneventful, but as the small town now has people packing the A&G Diner and Swery 65 Bar, FBI Special Agent Francis York Morgan (just call him York!) can get down to business and finish up his Red Seeds Killer case file. He’s made plenty of progress, mind you… but I’m not yet at liberty to discuss an open case such as this because it’ll affect any future prosecutions.

Of course, if this were the real world, you’d see all sorts of idiot network reporters and crews flying in from all over the country to camp out and follow York all over the place looking for a scoop at the cost of him potentially losing track of the killer. Or worse, some dopey news reader would get his or her dumb ass caught and killed by the axe-wielding menace or one of the creepy shadows that lurk in and around the small town. Hmmm… that sounds like a game idea, but I’d bet it’s already been done… I’ll need to look that up one of these days… but now now, I’ve got a detective to track down myself…

While I’m poking around the woods trying to stay out of trouble, YOU can be safely indoors and playing Deadly Premonition: The Director’s Cut, coming exclusively to the PlayStation 3 on April 30, 2013 from Rising Star Games. Featuring updated HD visuals, PlayStation Move and stereoscopic 3D TV support and more, you can hop into the suit and shoes of York and help him as he tries to put and end to that Red Seeds Killer and his evil ways once and for all.  This won’t be a “short hop and 44 minutes later you’re done” episode of your favorite crime show, folks, as the game cuts deep on a few levels, is weird as hell and keeps you glued to the couch (or halfway under it) with its takes on horror and offbeat humor.

Game Director Swery 65 is taking a day off celebrating and is back under his sheriff’s hat today after George Woodman went missing earlier. It turns out I was DEAD wrong yesterday about accusing him of being the Red Seeds Killer, so we had a nice little conversation over some adult beverages (drunk mode ON) and went our separate ways at the end of the night. There’s still no news of Emily Wyatt and I’ve not yet run across York today at all other than seeing him drive by really quickly a few hours earlier. I think I know where he’s headed, so I’m on the way to see what’s up and maybe ask him if he’s seen Emily or George lately. I could live without Woodman’s mug stuck in my head, but I’d at least like to see Emily and say goodbye before I leave in a few days…