For me, it was right near the end of Silent Hill 2, when I found the room with 9 save points arranged in a square. See, I'd accidentally read a spoiler in advance, so I KNEW what lay beyond the doors next to the save grid.
And the very THOUGHT of it petrified me. I was so terrified that I had to put my controller down and lie down until my hands stopped shaking and I managed to summon up enough nerve to continue. It took me over 5 minutes.
Yes, I know it was an overreaction, but I was playing late at night in the dark and had been doing so for several hours. At that stage I was so immersed in the game that it had pretty much occupied my entire mind, so the thought that losing the upcoming battle wouldn't cost me any more than a simple game over just didn't occur to me. I was TERRIFIED.
Failing that, there was the time I was walking through the sewer in the original Silent Hill. You get used to the oppresive static of the radio building mood slowly before you encounter an enemy, but the sewer contains enemies hanging from the roof that don't trigger your radio. So I was walking in blissful ignorance down a narrow path, feeling at least relatively secure, when a long, claw-tipped arm reached down from the blackness above me and tried to rip my head off. I was so startled that I SCREAMED out loud.
Twin Pyramid Head boss battle.
Yes, I know it was an overreaction, but I was playing late at night in the dark and had been doing so for several hours. At that stage I was so immersed in the game that it had pretty much occupied my entire mind, so the thought that losing the upcoming battle wouldn't cost me any more than a simple game over just didn't occur to me. I was TERRIFIED.
Failing that, there was the time I was walking through the sewer in the original Silent Hill. You get used to the oppresive static of the radio building mood slowly before you encounter an enemy, but the sewer contains enemies hanging from the roof that don't trigger your radio. So I was walking in blissful ignorance down a narrow path, feeling at least relatively secure, when a long, claw-tipped arm reached down from the blackness above me and tried to rip my head off. I was so startled that I SCREAMED out loud.