Saturday, October 5, 2013

A trip to a haunted house.

My kid and I were sitting at the end of the haunted house where they sell you drinks and snacks.  We were still close enough that we could here some screams and giggles from the haunted house.  We were both drinking chocolate milk when the owner or manager came by.  He shook my hand and thanked us for coming out to his haunted house and asked us how we liked it.

My kid went crazy telling him how cool it was.  He was talking like I was feeding him Red Bull.  He started talking about the vampire then he would tell you about the mummy then he would remember something else about the vampire and tell you that.  The owner knew how to deal with kids, he would get down to their level and he was patient, I bet that my kid wasn't the first one that went crazy talking about everything he saw.

When my kid needed to breathe I told the owner how I liked the performance.  I liked how the performers never went out of character and they did some subtle things for the parents to notice so our kids could see us frightened and we could relive the thrill we had when we were kids.  I told him how I wasn't scared by the normal monsters but I was really bothered by the "serial killer" (I even used air quotes with my fingers) character.  He was pleased that his people did their job well and he asked me what he did that really got me.
As I said:  subtle.  He ignored us.  He was dragging another performer by her costume to a back room.  The girl was pretending to be asleep; I did a little acting in college and I know that's harder than you think.  Even the baseball bat he was carrying had some fake blood on it.  What do you use?  That would be fun to play a joke on a buddy of mine at work.

He was saying that they don't have any acts like that when we heard the real screaming.

Short fiction piece done by me.  Thought up the idea today and finished it a few hours later.  How the hell do professionals do this?

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