When I was maybe 5 or 6 my mom had hung a couple of "Cydney" clown prints in frames on the wall in my room. Feel free to look them up online for a whimsical taste of 60s-era coulrophobia fuel π¬.
Every time we went out of town to visit relatives the glass on one of them would be fogged over when we came back. It was creepy as shit and I would refuse to step foot into my room until my dad wiped the fog off the glass.
Nice review - thanks! I've had this in my steam library for who knows how long. I'll have to try it.