There was no way to enter the Crypt without stepping over a few fallen bodies. This obviously was part of the plan. Would they awaken from the dead and grab our legs? It was so dark, it was hard to tell which ones were real and which were fake.
I held my breath and stepped over.
"It's all right," I said, trying to coax Becky. "They're just props."
My best friend was frozen with fear. She wasn't about to move - even to flee the gruesome scene.
"It's okay," I encouraged. "I did it. It's not real."
She closed her eyes and took a shaky step forward. When her foot landed, she opened her eyes and moved to bring her other foot to the doorway. As it made its way over the body, an arm crept up and grabbed her ankle.
She shrieked so loudly, I thought she'd have a heart attack. She tried to wrangle her foot away, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The zombie sat up and
{ie no laughed a monstrous laugh and released her. She raced into Matt's arms. Then we all laughed hysterically - even Becky.
We walked up the rickety bloodstained stairs to the Haunted Happening. We gave a bouncer our tickets and headed inside.
We walked down a long hallway that resembled an ancient tomb.
"Have we gone the right way?" I asked when we hadn't seen any hauntings.
Then, all of a sudden, out of the darkness popped a dismembered head, which hung from a rope in front of us. Becky and I screamed. Even Matt was startled. It swung back and forth. When it began to speak, we screamed again.
"Welcome to the Haunted Happening," it said.
We turned the corner and discovered a monstrous school setting. The teachers were zombies, and the students were passed out.
The zombie teachers came out to the edge of the setting where a rope separated the attraction from the visitors. They leaned over and tried to grab us.
Becky hid behind me and Matt.
The next room was the Chainsaw Massacre. We could hear the sound of the chainsaw but only saw the bodies and a bloody girl who was strapped to a chair, begging for our help.
When the serial killer raced in with his chainsaw, Becky screamed and clung on to Matt.
But I waved the frightful guy over.
"Do you need a hug?" I asked.
He was very startled and taken aback by my question. Several Prada-bees yelled around us.
The deranged lunatic came over to me and gave me an awkward embrace. Becky shook while Matt and Alexander cracked up.
We went into the next area, which was dark except for a few glowing candles.
Just then I was grabbed around the waist.
"Alexander," I said, but then noticed Alexander was on the other side of Matt.
This time I screamed. I turned around. It was Trevor, dressed as Nosferatu.
Alexander and Matt laughed, but I continued to scream.
"Get off of me!"
"I've come to suck your blood!" he said with a ghoulish laugh.
"Help!" I cried. "Get him off."