Look, I didn't sign up to chase ancient relics across a war-ravaged city while being hunted by the Coalition and, apparently, everything else that goes bump in the night. But here I am, stuck in this surreal desert nightmare with Alex-my so-called "partner" who seems to know way more than he's telling me and who has a knack for making every moment feel like we're one step away from doom. I'd walk away if I could, but something tells me this goes...