Getting tickets for the 13th Floor is incredibly simple, with the link right on the haunt’s homepage and all the advertising one could ask for. Guests who have signed up for notifications from the 13th Floor can even get early access to incredible sales before the tickets even go on sale.
The 13th Floor is located in an older, industrial section of Denver, which makes it easy to navigate to the right place with your favorite map app. That also means, however, that parking can be tough. The 13th Floor folks go out of their way to help guests with this, including a text the afternoon of our visit that was all about parking. While there is plenty of street parking for free, it tends to fill up quickly. There are also vendors who sell parking all around the venue, as well as a lot associated with the haunt that charges no more than $10. In any case, visitors are well-advised to leave plenty of time for parking or consider ride-sharing (then visiting the secret bars to enjoy their bevy of bevies), especially if visiting later in the evening when street parking has largely been claimed, and the lots might be full.
Once guests have parked, the haunt’s entrance beckons, inviting guests into the entryway, which features some simple backdrops for photos, then through security. Note that only clear bags are permitted inside, and guests must go through metal detectors, along with the usual rules. That process went seamlessly, though, as the folks working the haunt are pros.
The same goes for the creatures milling around in the courtyard that greets guests. As we stood near the entrance, taking in the buzzing sights and sounds that surrounded us, we were repeatedly accosted by the actors in the area. A gigantic Jason silently stalked the area near his eponymous haunt, menacing us with a machete. The sight of his iconic mask turning to stare directly at me as he approached sent a chill down my spine that started when I was a kid in the ‘80s watching him mow through campers. Not all of the courtyard cast was terrifying, however. One incredibly friendly creature seemed to have escaped from The Stitchworks: House of Reanimation, and wanted nothing more than to inspect and befriend us before ultimately skittering off into the sunset. Another cast member prepared us for the tragic terror that awaited us in the Cathedral of the Crimson Queen haunted attraction with baleful wails. That courtyard crew kept things incredibly lively and entertaining with incredible performances and tremendous costuming, setting the stage for the haunts themselves.
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