As I read this, I felt myself gripping the hand of the me of 2013, feeling just as scared reading a creepypasta chain comment as me playing this game. I felt her looking at me, looking at her, realizing that our Rosy might be something, somewhere similar now. I felt her just as nauseated at a winrar file, all those years ago. I felt her dread, our dread, cross again over the decade and change like it was yesterday.
I also got jumpscared twice. Just like markiplier, maybe