I, too, saw the Blair Witch Project at the young, young age of 12 or 11. To this day, I have some trouble sleeping in tents. I'll still go camping and I'll still have a good time, but when we turn in for the night I'll always spend a solid five minutes planning my escape route if you-know-what happens.
This is a great write up, Patrick. I played up to the Dungeon in Amnesia before leaving to head back to Boston and away from my brother's ridiculously powerful rig. Ever since then, it's been calling back to me. That's exceptionally strange considering I'm hardly a horror fan. Getting scared is one of the more unpleasant reactions, but there's a kind of sadomasochism that's been developing around the memory of something as intense as the door after door water scene or the closet. As you mentioned, it makes you feel alive. I picture it being the video game equivalent of skydiving or bungee jumping, even more so now with it's status as something of an urban legend. Have you played Amnesia? No, but a friend of a friend did, and he hasn't been right since...
I wish my brother hadn't been in the room (Ah, who am I kidding? No I don't). I can't wait to get back home to the Bay Area and fire up Amnesia once more. Hopefully A Machine For Pigs will have launched by then and I'll have yet another chance at ruining my psyche.
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