I love Japanese horror. It's so tense, so creepy, and so much more OH MY GOD!!! than American horror. And Japanese horror is the only horror that can make a little girl seem so horrifying and scary. But Japanese-to-American horror I don't care for much, although I loved that scene at the end of The Ring that showed that girl crawl out the TV screen and do that odd, rugged, and jerky walk towards that guy. Jason Voorhees is a bright sunny day in the park complete with a rainbow compared to that girl crawling out of the screen and walking towards that guy. It also gave me an obsession, since I first saw the movie, to call someone up just after they watch that movie and whisper to them "seven days..." And I love the Crimson Butterfly games because they tend to get tense and creepy at times. Resident Evil had those dobermans jumping through the windows in the second one, but that's it. Crimson Butterfly fills you with a sense of dread as these super creepy ghosts lurk towards you and then suddenly lunge at you, but only a short ways, drawing you in, seeing those distorted shapes creeping towards you, the darkness, the flashes of light, and that slow movement. They're also based on Japanese urban legends and ghost stories, which also helps to draw you in, which helps to add to the creepiness factor of the games.
As for the OP, I haven't changed my mind since last year. I've seen things (including the hand of my dead paternal grandpa reaching down towards me to touch my shoulder on the night my grandmother died, and something that looked like Anubis rising from the ground and observing me), but what they are I have no idea. It's beyond me to say with any certainty if what I saw was real or just an illusion.