The motion controlled gaming craze has brought about a slew of terrible video games, namely ones promising to bring the club scene to players' living rooms. In nearly all cases, they've failed--I'm looking at you Michael Jackson: The Experience. Luckily for us, the curse of the dance video game has been lifted, at least for now. Thanks Beyoncé!

You're walking along, minding your own business, when you hear a familiar chirp; someone's sent you a text. Being the good friend/co-worker/sibling that you are, you immediately fish the phone from your pocket and start typing up a reply. But no sooner than you've let the autocorrect change "lbirary" to "library" than you feel yourself tripped up, and fall face-first into an unrefreshing pool of water.