![]() Main props to the sound-proofing and maze design. There are some nice surprises waiting for you in places you may not quite expect. Many of them were able to have a patter and a few lines to go by. The actors and their costumes have gotten better and more creative. But make it quickly or you will be stuck face to face with a clown, and you might not have Coulrophobia yet, but you may get it in here. And well don't take advice from a clown, or do you? I suppose the choice is yours to make. You do kind of loose yourself at this point.Īnd what's a haunt without a circus themed "red and white" maze? Attempting to navigate the narrow canvas panels was pretty simple at first. The church design and detail was one of the best features at this location. We were greeted by the lovely Sister Mary. ![]() and you haven't lived till you walk into a church that's connected to an insane asylum. What makes a person sane? How do you know if you're crazy or not? If you are crazy, how crazy are you on a scale of 1 to giraffe? These are the questions you ask the sweat stain on the wall. Into the insane asylum where no one really knows the true answers. This was a somewhat interesting transition as you walk through the old homestead throne room, to the more larger and communal restroom likely seen in a truck stop or big box store. After all that we walked into the bathroom, and you wish you didn't want to see what aftermath was waiting for you after the previous feast. As much as me and my wife disagree about a few things, I don't think we bicker as much as the "unhappily" married couple did while we made our way in the kitchen. The dining room was filled with rotted meats and maybe other selections of roadkill laying on the unappetizing table. I see we may have interrupted the local educated swine as he was going over one of his favorite novels. A familiar scene, with tv's stacked on one another (sometimes haphazardly) mostly all static in an unkempt room.Īs we walked into the library shelves filled with books stacked all around and they created columns reaching the ceiling. Man, the resident was not happy about that, so we continued onto the porch and living room. Bits of pieces of stuff around us making our way through mounds of discarded parts and making a loop around a tire pile with other stacked trash. ![]() So yes, thank you for our safety and for others.Įntering the dark hall filled with creeping vines on each side of us, we made a turn and stumbled into the junkyard. After the photo op and just before entering he instructed us to rip our ticket and discard the stub in a pail. A little out of left field, but he's a demon who cares. Offered to take our photo with one of our phones, and offered hand sanitizer. The "ticket taking" ghoul was on the money. Returning to Insanity from a few years past sparked my interest, and well I was rather pleased. ![]()
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