Last year during Halloween I discovered Haunted House at the Vortex Theatre. And I have been looking forward to Ocober 2010 ever since.
So imagine my excitement when an invite to A Midsummer Nightmare 2010 appeared in my in-box. And of course, it was no typical invite: no location, no time, nothing. All I needed to know was I was invited, and further info would be coming. So I waited and wondered, and relived last year’s walk-thru. At NYC Haunted House each participant must walk thru alone. Can I tell you how much I love not having to dodge screaming teenagers? When a group of them gets going a middle-aged thrill seeker like myself feels like she’s in a mosh pit.
After a series of messages the date, time and place were revealed to me. Actually the place place was not revealed to me in the e-mails – just where my journey would begin.
The original plan was to arrive early, have a cool drink because it was hot as blazes out, and then stroll leisurely to the appointed place. At the cafe I discovered my glasses were not in my bag – 600 bucks and practically new. Cut to me racing toward the coffeebar I was at earlier – not there. A call to the restaurant where I had lunch – nothing. Finally I called home. They were on the table. Insert huge sigh of relief. Check the time – 11 minutes to get there!
As I hurried back I thought to myself, “Just like in the movies. There’s always some situation beforehand; usually a flat tire, but I don’t drive so…”
I arrived on time.
The experience lasted 35 minutes, and I want to do it again.
One minute I was sure I was dead – the next I was in the light.
And totally connected to my inner freak.
No talking. No questions. Just obey the commands.
You might or might not see them as they come at you in the darkness.
But you’ll definitely hear them.
And feel them – they are going to touch you – a lot.
Whatever you do – don’t scream.
Because if you scream…