Despite our Sunday evening visit, we discovered cast members strategically positioned across all five haunted attractions, including the zombie paintball area. We were pleasantly surprised by the abundant presence of cast members throughout the grounds and engaging with guests along the midway throughout the night.
First up, it was showtime. The colorful clowns in Killgore’s 3D Circus were as playful as they looked, coming out of the woodwork from all directions! They cackled and giggled most of the way. A few gave us cautionary advice such as, “Watch out for the rats!” and “We all die down here!” We didn’t want to die down there, too, so we skedaddled out of there! Several goons had perfect timing in the black-and-white room, resulting in the spraying of some curse words from our group.
Nightmare Factory is a blackout haunt that doesn’t leave much room for actor engagement, and that’s not the focus. Although there were a few inside, we would like to see more amidst the darkness in random corners here and there to remind us we’re not alone. Of the few we did see, they didn’t do much. The creep at the end did try to distract us from the immediate exit momentarily.
Some of the night’s most interactive and threatening run-ins came from the confinements of Lockdown. It must have been a long time since those prisoners have had any kind of human interaction as they told and showed us some really weird stuff. The first convict we encountered talked about sloppy Joe’s a lot and showed us what they do to him in his toilet, Yuk! TMI! Another begged for their attorney, one kept repeatedly asking us where we put the eyes, and another took one of us in for a quick haircut. Dude, don’t make cutting hair your day job if or when you ever get out. All prisoners had something to say or do, but most of them warned how we were never getting out or begged us to let them out.
At one point, we were placed inside a cell while a familiar tune played, and we all bounced around to it. See, these prisoners aren’t all mean. As we circled around, an inmate kept telling us not to look at the walls (that went over our heads), and another prisoner frantically jumped around a control room they had broken into, looking for the right buttons to push. We told her just to push them all ¯_(ツ)_/¯
In the Backwoods, the Tates were at it again, preparing to brew a human stew! Although most characters were of the hillbilly variety, a few bushmen lurked about too. Each of the country folk had something different to say to us. They were comical yet disconcerting in their deliveries.
As we made our way through an outhouse, an older man didn’t seem none too happy that we didn’t like the smell. Another lady screamed at us not to touch the fuzzies, which was nearly impossible not to do. An intense hillbilly demanded we wash his back, of all things. While scooting her walker along, granny asked us, “Are y’all part beaver cuz damn you sure is good lookin!” This got a cackle from all of us. It took us a second to realize that was her way of saying she was getting ready to eat us.
The victims here were believable and seemed genuinely trapped. They, and many others, could be heard flailing about and screaming before and after we went through their scenes.
In Zombieland: Unchained, the zombies were precisely that, unchained! There were zingy zombies, zappy zombies, and zagging zombies. Once we got to the buses, it was downhill from there, and the zombies ganged up on us! Aside from the zombies that all made a variety of zombie growls, snarls, and moans, the survivors in between were also brutal. They tried to also cut our hair, demanded our eyebrows, entrapped us, and tried to make us crawl through a dark tunnel. Trust no one in these parts.
The crew roaming about the midway was non-stop. They were posing for selfies, dancing with customers, teasing one another, and so on. At one point, a zombie started stealing the knives from Jason and Michael, and watching them run around trying to get them back was entertaining! As we sat down to eat, the torture continued. There’s nothing like eating your caramel apple while a doll or clown stealthily sneaks up behind you!
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