The Haunted Trail is full of new surprises in 2013, so we are issuing a challenge. Can you spot Hugo The Clown before he spots you? It is very important. Life or Death important. Somewhere on the trail, in one of the scenes, Hugo awaits you in all of his gory glory. Good luck finding him before you wet your pants.
Building the Haunt
Rot and Mold! Hello Cleveland!
Its 3:07 a.m and the Haunted Forest is looking quite good as we tap into the spine of all things freaky. Yours truly, The Reaper, has finally done what he refused to do over the last few weeks – enter the forest alone after everyone else has gone home. I don’t mind walking through the huge spider webs (they only bite once). I don’t mind the skeletons, zombies, or the darkness. Its the howling. Something in that forest lets go every now and then with a human-sounding shriek that turns my stomach. But tonight, I completed a round through the entire haunted trail changing out batteries and making a list of the last-minute fixes that have to be done before opening night on Friday.
Come on out! We’re letting the first 150 people in for $10 each. Tell two friends. Then they’ll tell two friends. And so on, and so on…
And then it Rained
Friday, April 22 – It was cloudy but not overtly threatening. The Panic Point Haunted bus needed a paint job and we had the crew to make it happen. A lot of excited teenagers with access to brushes and enormous amounts of black paint. What could go wrong? Well, nobody fell off the bus, and nobody painted somebody else’s head. And, after a delicious Hardee’s lunch, we were finishing up the roof and starting on the second coat when a few light drops started to fall. “Maybe we should put a tarp over this thing.” The paint was still pretty wet and the rain got a little stronger. Then we were scrambling as gray lines of water started running down the side of the bus. The result – our makeshift bus cover tarp type thing. We’ll finish this week – gotta love the black.