In my nearly, 28 years of life experience I have come to learn two things. First, I hate raspberries. Second, I'm not a fan of scary things. So when my friend Eryn asked Mattie and I to join her on her birthday, I thought 'sure! Birthday's are fun'. Unless they're in October and said friend likes scary things. In which case…it can be set up for a very not so fun time. Now, I pride myself on being able to not let things scare me. Mostly because I avoid all the scary things out there. But when she said she wanted to go to Spider Mansion for her birthday, I tried every which way to get out of going. Let it be said that if you promise someone you'll do something, they never forget it. So, as a good friend does, we went.
The anticipation of going through the haunted house had my nerves on fire. I'm not a big fan of things that can jump out and yell, or dolls, or clowns, or anything remotely resembling both. Spider Mansion, in the middle, has two rooms dedicated to clowns. Nothing but clowns. People dressed as clowns that follow you. Thankfully, they have a rule that actors can't touch you and you can't touch them. Otherwise I would have cried. Or hit someone. Or both!
You enter the mention and it's dark and spooky. The floor is uneven and wobbles, lights are flickering, and actors are whispering eerily as you walk along. Some actors get close and scream. Others follow. And some just scare you by uttering insanely creepy things. I learned that if you laugh, they generally leave you alone. Which was pretty fantastic seeing as I hate being scared. While it's dark and spooky, it's also fun. You're on edge and waiting for the next person to jump out and scare you, and the entire time you're with your friends, trying to figure out who's going to scream first.
The over all experience was well worth going. At one point, an actor jumped out and screamed in Mattie's face, paused and went "Hey, you're kinda hot!" Which I'm pretty sure is against the whole 'stay in character' thing. But hey, it was sweet and served as a reminder that the people trying to make you scream were just that; people.
At the end, you're forced to go through two giant black tubes that are inflated and squish you. Then you pop out and are outside. Just when you think you're home free a guy with a chainsaw comes out and chases the group. It was good fun. Nothing to horrifying. I have to say, I'd do it all again just to try and make the actor's laugh with my over all snarky sense of humor. I feel bad for the 'suicide' victim girl who stood at the end of the hall saying "Look at what they made me do!" Just to try and hold back a smile as I reply "Student loans made me do the same thing last month!".
I plan on trying again next year. Nothing scarier than this though. I'm not willing to go through any more trauma!