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Trails of Terror, truly



This is a small haunt; however, if you’re located around the Northeast side of town, this is really not an inconvenient location for a quick adventure at a pretty darned reasonable price. You’ll have to keep your eye’s peeled for this little establishment, and wear good shoes, because, though remarkably close to Sixty-Nine, Trails of Terror is tucked away in a dark little neighborhood on some uneven terrain. The staff was friendly and enthusiastic, and they knew how to use what they had. Some out door haunts rather meander through the woods, creating a diluted experience for the patrons; I’m please to express that this haunt’s layout is just right. I never found myself going for a lovely nighttime stroll in the woods—just when I had properly digested to previous scare, someone else popped out to frighten me. Not that I was constantly being accosted: the sine wave of a good haunted attraction allows just enough of a segue between points of fright. Of course, I was lucky to arrive when business was slow, so I got to walk through the trail alone and vulnerable. This was a very startle-centric haunt, which I know is some folk’s cup of tea—I, though, was quite pleased at the end when I entered the Saw themed room. This was an encompassing little abattoir with terrific lighting, or lack thereof—not that I was plunged into darkness, but instead the area was lit by occasional flickers leaving me just enough time to wonder how the hell I was going to find my way out. This room creates a real novelty; the point is to find you’re way out of the locked doors, so get your Link on and find them keys. I’ll finish with the main reason I enjoyed this haunt: finally, after many years in haunted houses, I encountered a scare actor wearing one of those crap-your-pants-terrifying masks worn by Michael Palin in Brazil. Case closed.


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