Stories of Terror:

Tales From The Crypt: (Brian's stories)

It's unfortunate that I cannot see everything that is going on throughout the night. As such, all of these stories are told from my point of view at station #7. We had a camera that spent part of the night looking at the area outside the witch's room and the other part looking down over the buffet table. The videos are interesting to watch but also don't do justice to the entire spectacle.

1. Early on in the night there was a group of about 5 going through. We hadn't yet worked out the timing of opening and closing the door, so I start to re-open it a bit early. It bumped into one mother bringing up the rear who then looked through the small opening (entrance to the center triangle) and said "Peek-a-boo!". As she came around the corner, though, she got looking at the buffet table (like everyone else) and completely forgot about the person she had just seen. When she got close enough, I stuck my face out and reached through the wall to grab her shoulder. She screamed loudly and bolted. As she high-tailed it around the next corner, I growled after her, "Peek-a-boo!".
   

2. Three little girls came by not too much later. They were brave past the cage but stopped to look at the buffet table. As the backed away from the head that stared at them, the bumped into the wall behind them. I was looking directly down at them, dropped each hand on the shoulder of a different girl, and roared at them. All three let out screams and tore off down the hall... where the mummy doors opened! Not having finished their first scream, they renewed their efforts and ran down to the next hallway... only to have their ankles grabbed. More screams and they ran right through the cobwebs... Only to have Tracy jump out at them! One last round of screaming and they burst through the exit curtain. Scot and I could not stop laughing as we heard these screams maneuver through the maze. They never stopped until they made it outside again.

3. As the night progressed, there were numerous encounters. There was a little old lady that became amazing spry when scared. She even managed to squeeze past her friends to get away from me. Teenage girls are always the best victims. Several groups all gave some really good screams. Often, they would all turn to look at me in fear at which point Scot would reach across the table and grab the from behind. There was no winning... They had to turn their back on someone.

4. After it was all done and the house was closed, we took turns going through it so we could all see what everybody else was doing. Tracy (the ghost) was the last to go through. She actually shoo'd me back to my post so she could see it all. Well, she came around the corner and was so intrigued by how good the buffet table looked that she completely forgot about me. I stuck my head out the wall and got as close to her as I could. Then I dropped a hand on her shoulder and roared. Tracy jumped back and screamed as well as anybody that night. It was a very satisfying end to the evening.

5. The News: We had a visit by CHRO that night, too. The reporter went through with a cameraman. They thought it was great! They interviewed people, took lots of shots of the various stations, especially the buffet table. The best part, though, was the very end. The reporter was just not expecting the final Ghost. All through the garage, you heard Tracy's screech followed by the reporter's "Whoa!" and a thud as he backed hard into one of the walls. He exited rather wide-eyed and shaken. He then said: "We're definitely coming back next year!"

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