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That was real nice, thank you. I have some kind of.... mental aversion to visual novels like this. I want to enjoy them, and I often do! But there's a fear I have of breaking open something internally. In my soul there's a big wad of scar tissue. A permanent scab. As mentally healthy as I am I refuse to break it open. I deathly fear developing the internal softness required to be the person I want to be.
This leads me to feel constantly guarded around these types of experiences. I can't quite fully relax. I abstract it away by treating it like a puzzle. I flex the tactician and resource managements parts of my brain to avoid just... enjoying the art.

This is my own battle. But your game is real good! Cute gay cowboys :3

I think watching a playthrough of this game gave me the most hellish fever dream I've experienced in my life.

Picture it: I'm feverous and the hunk known as zach hazard has released a video on this game, and I watch it. It seems good, but since it's such a short game I don't buy it because I feel I've already basically experienced by watching the let's play. Suddenly, a bit after my head starts hurting extra hard and I have to get back into my comfy bed. 

And I dream. Fragmented things at first, I don't remember super well, but there's some bits of past dreams. Space stations and stuff. 

Eventually I'm in this white void. It's very flat except for some blurry black geometric fragments in the air. And a room. With nothing else to do I enter the room. It's very dark and vastly larger than it was on the outside. I think I do something in there, explore it maybe? Hard to say. Eventually though, I suddenly go to the door.

I open it, and the outside is impossibly dark. There's a black and white creature there. It kills me. There's a continuous cycle of doing "something" in the room, opening the door and being slain by the creature. I can't really remember, but at least one of them was this shadowy feathered creature with a cow skull for a head. Like this:

Eventually I wake up, but I'm trapped in my bed. I can't move at all, I'm paralyzed. I try to shout for help and only a whisper comes out. I fight, and I fight and eventually regain enough range of movement to get out of bed.

I'm sent back to the room and I die, again and again. Eventually i wake up again. I'm at my old room at mom's house (parents divorced), and the paralysis is so much worse. I can't move my arms more than an inch or say so much as a whisper. I shuffle myself one wiggle at a time to the side of the bed. I intentionally fall off, hoping to draw someone, anyone. It doesn't do anything. No sound is heard. I don't even feel pain anywhere. I can't feel anything. I desperately try to call out.

"help"...... it's barely anything 

"help" .... nobody hears.

"help!" my mom hears.

Despite it being around 1:30ish am she's still up, and I hear her coming. The tension relaxes. I see her foot stepping into the door and I can even manage a small wave with my right hand.

I wake up for real this time. I'm absolutely covered in sweat 

And honestly? I feel great! I was at like 10% before, and now I'm up to like 90%! I still have a fever, but those 5 hours really brought me up.
Turns out sleeping deep enough to go to hell is pretty rejuvenating! 

So, I've bought the game for 5 buckaroonies (an incredibly generous tip) and I will be playing it shortly. Thanks. :3