Making Fatal Frame II reminded me of something I had experienced in the past, so let me tell you about it.
I think it was back when I was in high school. That day, my grandpa came home with blood pouring from his head. It seems as though he fell into the river behind the house when it was dark out and hard to see. He used his own strength to pull himself out and managed to get home. The house flew into a panic and, curiously awoken by the sudden commotion, I ended up calling an ambulance.
That night the house was quieter than usual, so silent you could hear a pin drop. I was studying, like the student I was, when - it might have been around 10 at night - when I heard the creak of footsteps on the stairs. My room was on the second floor, adjacent to that of my younger sister. Maybe someone needs something from her room, I thought, and for a while turned my attention back to my studies.
Creak.
After hearing the footsteps a few times, I noticed that the person seemed to be taking roughly two minutes to climb each step. Oh, Gramda must be trying to come upstairs because she's lonely, I thought, and tried not to pay too much attention. But the footsteps were so slow, all I could feel was the sensation of something holding its breath and sneaking up on me. The footsteps slowly drew closer, passing by my sister's room and stopping in front of my door.
Something's on the other side of the door.
It made no sound, but I knew for certain that whatever it was it wasn't Grandma. Would it come in, or wouldn't it...? Keeping my eyes on the door, my body numb, I could hear a shrill ringing in my ears. Unable to take any more, I slowly moved over to the door and reached for the knob, intending to open it from my side. That very moment, I heard loud, hard panting by my ear. In shock, I pulled my hand away.
I don't think it was human.
For the next five or ten minutes, separated only by a door, "it" and I stayed in a stalemate. There was no other way out of the room. I had to open it... Steeling myself, I slowly opened the door.
...No one was there. The only thing that came inside was the cool night air. There definitely had been someone standing there, though...
I asked my sister about it later on, but she said that no one had visited her. I still have no idea what it was.
When I remembered this experience, I put a similar situation into Fatal Frame II. Of course, what happens in the game is different from my experience, but I think we did a good job of reproducing the numbness of my body that I remember to this day.
Please look out for this scene for yourself in the game.