If I have nightmares, I know who to blame

I'm awful with scary games. Dead Space? I haven't finished, it gets me so stressed out. Left 4 Dead? Yeah, I know it's co-op, but even whipping around and seeing the bloodied, screeching face of a zombie makes me jump and squeal. Even Ocarina of Time scared the beans out of me, I could never go very far in the Dodongo cavern before turning tail and running. (Mind you, I was younger. Like... A lot younger. I'm not /that/ much of a wimp...)

... But I am a wimp. I won't deny that.

Yet, I've done more things that go against my preconceived notions of my own personality this month than I have in my entire life. (One being entering a Halo: Reach tournament but we won't mention that because I might freak out again.) Another is purchasing Penumbra: Overture on recommendation from a friend. I have told said friend that I am preemptively blaming him for my nightmares, so that's covered.

All that's left is playing it.