CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
FRIDAY, APRIL 25, 2008 3:19pm
Nineteen Years Ago
“The coolest part is the map. It can keep growing as you move toward new places. It took a bit to figure it out, but now that it’s working it seems so simple.”
Marcus always talked like this. Mike sometimes wondered why he even hung around with him.
“Basically,” Marcus droned on, “I sample the locations around the place the player is trying to go and I blend the characteristics of those tiles to create the new one. Then there’s figuring out if I have rivers or roads or stuff to continue in this direction, but that part’s not too hard.”
Mike stopped walking and watched as Marcus took five more steps, lost in his own story. He stopped and looked back at Mike.
“What are you stopping for?” he asked.
“I wanted to see
