I’m not going to lie. I enjoy Halloween. I love haunted houses, corn mazes, costumes and candy. I also love watching horror movies. Nothing quite makes your heart beat faster or sweat stream down your face like a good scare.
I went to the Trail of Terror in Shakopee last night. Now the night didn’t exactly start very promising. The Trail of Terror has a bunch of mazes, rides, food and “scary” room/houses to walk through. I was a bit excited.
First up was a ride on the hayride “through the gates of hell,” or something like that. Let’s just say if that was the ride to hell, well, then hell isn’t all that scary. The ride was a poor excuse for some scares. I ended up giggling through most of the ride.
Since that was the first endeavor of the night turned out to be lame kind of disappointing, I didn’t have much hope for the rest of the attractions.
I was kind of wrong.
Next we went in the indoor maze, which really should be called a haunted house. I was pleasantly scared. I jumped. I screamed. And I giggled a little bit too.
I didn’t get any nightmares from the experience, but I did get what I was looking for, which was some good old-fashioned fear. The rest of the attractions were fine, but that “maze” was the best.
Now I’m wondering if I really could handle the Soap Factory’s basement? You have to be over 18 years old and you are required to sign a waiver before participating. They also provide you a “safe” word that you can scream any time during the experience and someone will escort you out.
I first heard about this when I was a freshman in college and I’ve been intrigued ever since. Still, I think I might be too scared to actually go through with it. If signing a waiver doesn’t sound that bad, how about hearing about past years where they’ve strapped you to a chair in a dark room…
Yikes.
Regardless of how intense or scary that sounds, I am now on a mission to find a brave enough soul to embark on the “journey” with me to this haunted basement. If we survive, great! If not, well...
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