To begin, there seemed to be plenty of actors to fill the space in both attractions. We thoroughly enjoyed the cast in both parts as well. They did a good job of balancing animatronics and actors to not create a museum instead of a haunted house. We didn’t need to go looking for interaction, the interaction found us along the way.
It was also refreshing that actors acted with us and used various acting methods. While there was some screaming, which is fine, we did not get screamed at by every single actor there. Some were loud, some were quieter. Some simply stalked, while others threatened us in different ways, both verbally and with their bodies and props. Even the actors who laughed did so in a maniacal way. One snuck up behind us and blew on our hair, in different scenes as if he were watching out for us all night. Some were holding props, others were banging theirs or hitting the walls. Some blocked our path to make us wait and others moved us along. Some just couldn’t get enough to say and others refused to say a word. Some sounded like they made up their own strange language, not sure if it was the mask or just the speed at which they were speaking, but they did effectively confuse us.
The Bayou
The voodoo priestess was an outstanding character we had the pleasure of meeting. She even spoke with the accent of someone from the bayou. She spoke and moved throughout her room with authority and clear passion. She would move in real close, then back away. She would slow her speech and get quieter, then speed it up and shout when she got excited.
Some characters invited us to stay for dinner; one even had a cell we could share with a “friend,” but we knew better than to fall for that. The little girl in the doll room sounded sweet at first but quickly threw out an aggressive tone using her deep voice over wanting her bear fixed ASAP.
The Entity
Some of the actors had certain things they needed to say as part of their character, but if we added input, several were quick to improv with us. Here’s one example. (We suspect a mental patient might have been pretending to be a nurse, we just can’t prove it.) He asked us to fill out some forms to see the doctor. The conversation turned into shaming us because we didn’t carry our own pens with us. Quickly, they changed the topic to asking us what we needed treatment for. It was at this moment that some people from our group started to turn on each other (all in good fun) and accused each other of having issues, starting with “hemorrhoids” and quickly escalating to “gonorrhea”. He shamed us for this as well, saying, “Ohhh noo, you girls are naughty!” Then he said he didn’t have any cream for that but, he did have some pills. Being that we were all liars just to mess with him, we left without the pills.






