I played this game, in complete fear. For a long time as a child, I was convinced there was something in the darkness of the house I lived in. I couldn't sleep without a nightlight until I was about eleven years old. This game made me feel that specific, irrational fear again.  On my second run through the game, my power went out, right after I found the extra tape in one of the rooms, of the woman praying. I screamed, very loud, and found myself wondering, ridiculously, if it was true, that houses were alive. Haunted, but not by the ghosts I had been convinced of when I was little. 

Anatomy is about a house that hates you. And yet you return to the house, over and over, despite how it wants you gone. 
And over and over. I found myself apologizing to it. Saying that I was sorry that it had been left alone for so long. That I loved the house, despite how scared I was of it. 

I found myself thinking, in the night after, in my bedroom, that I have put myself in the jaws of an animal, but I am trusting it to protect me, like a mother crocodile holding it's children.

Every house is haunted.