I remember the first time I played Amnesia, with an uncontrollably shaking hand I opened the door of the bathroom, the whine of rusted hinges shrieked out into the darkness and my eyes flew wide as I looked around in near total panic. Steeling myself I stepped through to be greeted by a visage of horror and the grotesque. I screamed, not the manly bellow of my own voice, but a harsh rattling croak that went on and on. Such horror, such inconceivable wrongness could surely not be born of this good earth, somewhere beyond the light of the stars was this foul entity born.
Then I cleaned off the mirror, had a shave, a wash, brushed me teeth and went downstairs to play Amnesia. Good game.
Edit: That reminds me i've got to stick some wd40 on them hinges and give 'em a buff.