I wasn’t sure what to expect. I’d only been to one haunted house before, and that was when I was a kid. I remember it being cheesy and stupid. So when we were walking up to the tent where they had us wait in lines and I heard screaming, I started to get nervous. When we were about to go in, and two of the people who had been ahead of us in line came running out of the haunt and didn’t stop until they hit the parking lot, I thought, crap, maybe I should have gone to the bathroom first. And then we went in and I was running… and screaming… and laughing…

What was in that toilet? And how did they know my name? Once one said it, suddenly they all seemed to know it. It was creepy, but totally ramped up the fright factor.

The first of the three haunts seemed to have a lot to see, but as I said, I was too busy running. The second… that was just plain scary. Talk about nightmares coming to life! The third… Clowns. Seriously. That just isn’t fair. And 3-D! I was so busy twisting and turning (and, again, running), looking around.