Thursday, June 21, 2001

hello all. sorry that my latest entries have been kind of lame and trite. i have been going through a lot of shit at home and i'm trying to get stuff together again. i still have stories to tell but i just don't feel like telling them at the moment. oh alright, maybe i'll tell just this one...
there we're these brothers that i used to hang out with when i was younger. their names were chris and carl. they were my best friends for the time that they lived in my neighborhood. both of their parents worked, so after school i would hang out at their house playing D&D and eating hot dogs. they had this really large unfinished basement that was used for toy storage and the washing machines. we decided to transform it into a really cool haunted house. please step inside...
you walk down the darkened stairs and at the bottom stands the tour guide. he had some spiel about the spooks that reside down in the haunted basement. on the table in front of you was frankenstein's monster covered in a sheet, which was really a bunch of pillows, a box head and this star wars flying thing that looked like two feet poking from underneath the sheet. a large chain was wrapped around it, to give the effect that he'd break out at any moment. zoinks! you walk past him and there is a little organ with a man (kid) in a straw hat slumped over the keys. it is explained that this was the organ player who was killed and the last song he played is the song that is being piped through the haunted basement. how tragic! then the guide turns and screams, "watch out behind you!". once you turn around, the guide reaches up and pulls a sting that runs up above you and this giant stuffed animal snake pops out and hits you. yipes!
you turn the corner and there is this dummy propped up against the wall with his head in his lap (a rubber mask stretched over a ball) the "guts" coming out of his neck are actually these foam pieces that were part of the star wars trash compactor. in his hand is a saw. the story is that he was a prisoner in this basement and he went mad and cut off his own head. creepy! you go further and there are these two headstones (cardboard boxes) and a giant rubber spider between them. these two goblins jump out from behind them and fight over the spider. one gets it and immediately eats it. gross! for the final scare, we had a dummy made of a snowsuit, boots and a ball in the hood (with a mask on it). in his chest is a butter knife. his story is that he was in the artic circle and was dying of frostbite. he put himself out of his misery by stabbing himself in the heart. as you walk by him another person pulls on a string and the arm rises up and there is a long scary moan...
the haunted basement was a hit! it only ran for 2 nights because chris and carl's parents had enough of kids screaming and crying on their front porch. the best part was on the second night when i decided to get in the snowsuit and really give the kiddies a scare. on the second night there were a lot of repeat customers. they thought they had the whole thing figured out, but when they got to the last part, i would lie so perfectly still and wait for them to walk by. i would then jump up and grab their leg! the kids would scream that high-pitched kid scream and run up the stairs, knocking people over and running out of the house to their own home to hide under their bed! we thought it was a laugh riot. those kids are probably scarred for life. but all in all, it was a great use of our imaginations. too bad they didn't have home video cameras back then.

6/21/2001 01:26:00 PM | link me
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