To reiterate, Hammer Brothers is a touch haunt. Donning a Shiny around your neck exposes you to even more torture than those without them. Since this was our first time at this haunt, it was recommended that we try “the full experience.” And although we’re glad we did, we’re also not at the same time! These crazies attacked in various ways, exhibiting lots of energy for only their second night open.
Our journey through the Homestead began with quite the encounter. An enthusiastic resident with a spider in her hand quickly found our group member – who absolutely loves them (not); they took her hand and forcefully placed the rather fat spider inside it! She gripped the outside of her hand tightly, making her hold it for a few seconds. Well, what an introduction THAT was!
Soon after, Granny Motter came out of nowhere, deceivingly telling us a secret. That old hag had wiped God knows what on us and invited us inside. The heathens inside didn’t seem prepared for our intrusion at first, screaming at us to leave and to get out. Eventually, they warmed up to us by demanding we have a seat at their dinner table while yelling something about “the bastard child” and how they didn’t know where it came from. This child crazily ran about, peeking at us from holes in the walls/doors. After we were given a nice hearty portion of something that looked like macaroni and bloody vomit, they yelled at us to get out again. All of this was odd, to say the least.
As we continued, we came across a lab where they were experimenting with “the corn virus.” This is where honesty is the best policy; these lab rats have been around for a while. Several clowns were cooped up here, too, and split our group into two. Shiny wearers (and arachnophobes) – that spider that ol’ girl had out front ain’t nothing compared to the one running around inside. After crawling out of a seemingly safe space, it reached out and plucked the cold noodles from one of our group members’ hands. Then, it ate one!
It was evident that some of the cast members in The Homestead were on the newer side. We trust they’ll find their grooves as the season progresses, becoming more interactive with guests. Our adventure through the lab could have been better this time compared to our previous visit. We’d also like to note that the repetitive “Get Outs” immediately lost effectiveness. If there’s a more intimidating way to yell at customers to proceed, that would be welcomed.
The Haunted Cornfield concealed quite a chaotic collection of clowns. There were cruel clowns, cutthroat clowns, coercive clowns, crazed clowns, charged clowns, climbing clowns, and chainsaw clowns (the double C)! You get the idea. These freakish fiends kept us on our toes the whole time! They sent us on a crawling adventure, duct-taped us, saran wrapped us, zip-tied us, made us get on all fours and bark like a dog while using our hoodie as a leash, and tried to zap us, among many other things! There were also a few clowns that may not have actually worked there (just kidding; it’s part of the act – we think); they kept trying to talk us into clearly going the wrong way with them.
There were other crazed characters along this cornfed path besides the colorful clowns. A dude in a dress trapped us and then led us straight to Bacon to be slaughtered! Come on, man, what did we do to you? Bacon was arguably one of the most bellicose brutes out there, quickly propping one of our victims up on his wooden table to cut their teeth out! The scarecrow was another sneaky suspect, and the clowns at the end had us wandering about, searching for a key.
The zombies and other cast members in The Hunt were believable and brave. They were unafraid to run right up to us, regardless if we were armed! They also reacted realistically to being shot. Bravo to this crew!
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