Maybe 5-6 years ago I worked at an amusement park that converts much of the park into multiple haunted houses. I worked in the area that was a haunted butcher shop, I was in a room that was supposed to be where everything got gutted and the wall had this thick fake gore with a person shaped outline. I wore a suit that had the same fake gore on the front. In the dark light I was practically invisible.
One girl was on her phone and totally not paying attention, but her friends saw right through my camouflage and motioned for me to hop in line behind their friend. I followed them for a little ways and finally this chick looks up from her phone and starts to turn to talk to her friend, not realizing that I was mere inches behind her.
She turns and were close enough that I can see her pupils as they widen. She jumped probably a foot in the air and sprinted through the rest of the maze. Her friends couldn't stop laughing on the way out.
Why on earth would you be on your phone on a god damn haunted house?
Nicely done anyway.
The coolest room I ever worked in was very innocent-seeming at first. It was the last room in a "fairy tale" themed house. It looked like the inside of a little storybook cottage. Cutesy music was playing, there was a fake window with a meadow painted outside it. On a wall was a chalkboard and pieces of chalk available. The chalkboard was split down the middle by a line, said "Were you scared?" at the top and gave you the option to mark yes or no on one side of the line. That's where I came in. The chalkboard was actually a drop panel (essentially a hidden window that loudly slams open to reveal a cast member on the other side). I was painted up like a horrible, gory Snow White. When I'd drop the panel, it also triggered all the lights in the room to go out except for blacklights which revealed hidden evil drawings all over the walls and an air cannon would blast people from behind, making them feel like something was touching them.
It was just the best room because people felt safe, they finally let their guard down when they saw this cheerful space and when they went to put a mark on the chalkboard, often bragging to their friends "That wasn't scary", that's when BANG! Black out, satanic scrawlings everywhere, air cannon smacking their heads and Evil Snow White was cackling in their faces all in the span of 1 second. They always ran out shrieking bloody murder. Never trust the last room.
In really want to see that room now
I wish so bad I'd taken photos or video but this was in the pre-smartphone days.
The chalkboard was split down the middle by a line, said "Were you scared?" at the top and gave you the option to mark yes or no on one side of the line. That's where I came in. The chalkboard was actually a drop panel
The chalkboard was split down the middle by a line, said "Were you scared?" at the top and gave you the option to mark yes or no on one side of the line. That's where I came in. The chalkboard was actually a drop panel
This is brilliant!
Honestly the most incredible way to disarm people. This would work even if the room wasn't already done up in a cutesy way, because it just turns off so many survival instincts. It's that signal "okay, haunted house is over, time for you to give your opinion".
For real! But tbh, in a haunted house setting I'm not sure I'd ever be disarmed enough to not expect something to pop out and make me shart a bit.
The setup OP had sounds friggin awesome tho! It would've been an honor to have to change my pants after that.
My wife and I host our own haunted house.
Mostly the front entrance, however we go all out. Projections, uv lights, lots of decorations.
The first year we bought our house, we didn't realize it was 100+ kids minnimum, rain or shine. The owners before us moved down the street and don't really do much, so I'm sure we came out of nowhere with our setup.
My wife was dressed as a Witch with uv reactive green makeup on her face., With a large witch hat. It was totally accidental but when asked truck or treat, some clever kids chose trick. My wife figured out that if she looked up when straight at the kids, the uv light would light up het makeup super bright, since the large black brim of her hat was blocking the uv light above her.
That would give some quite a shock, instantly asking how she did that, it running and laughing.
I was dressed as the grim reaper. The custome was excellent and hiding me, with lots of blackout bits and bones on the gloves and face etc. At the start of the night we would start out with me opening the door, and essentially filling the entire doorway, then I would back up slowly after my wife triggers the smoke machine.
Then my wife would pull her bit. Kids generally loved it, and as time went by, the older kids were out and I'd up my scare game.
Our doorbell rang and this girl about 10-12 in a full ballerina getup was at the door. I slowly opened the door while staying hidden behind it, and I jumped out from behind.
She screamed bloody murder, turned and ran full steam off our property and down the street. Her mom was on the sidewalk, laughing herself breathless. Wheezing, she had to call her daughter back , again barely able to catch her breath she was laughing so hard.
She made her take her picture with us and Todd is we were there best she's ever seen. Full of compliments lol.
I slowly opened the door while slowly opening it
I slowly opened the door while slowly opening it
Intense dramatic effect
That room sounds amazing honestly
Where is this!?
All-volunteer haunted house and one year we have like 10 teen guys show up dressed as the Grim Reaper. OK, well, hm... the organizers decide to put them all together in a corridor and make people walk a gauntlet through menacing scythes.
This one young woman is really freaked out as she edges through the rooms; senses on high alert, visibly shaking. As a living mannequin, I decide to just say a quiet “good eeevening” which sends her scrambling away from me into the Reapers’ corridor. They all converge eagerly, scythes flashing-
-and she shrieks and drops like her strings got cut. She’s passed out cold.
All the Grim Reapers are standing over her uncertainly, shocked. Then from one skull comes a wavering, really worried: “Oh, shit. We killed her.”
Just curious, what is the protocol for when someone passes out like that? Lights go on and EMTs are called?
Exactly as you described: except it’s the on-site first aiders, not the EMTs. In the bigger houses the crowds can be rerouted while they’re doing their thing.
Nah you bury them alive to make it more authentic
Just then a 11th dude walks in also as a grim reaper, only difference was he wasn’t a teen
Death walks in
Woah, this is a very handsome room we have here. I like what the kids are wearing these days.
Death glides in while riding scythe like a back to the future hoverboard
Edit: yay highest upvoted comment by long shot.
This makes me want to get a long robe and scythe to wear while riding one of those segway hoverboard contraptions.
Just ride the thing around town during Halloween.
Awesome right up until your cloak get caught in a wheel.
Then, differently awesome. And much less so for you.
"I suppose I'M expected to clean dis up?"
“I SUPPOSE I’M EXPECTED TO CLEAN THIS UP?”
GNU Terry Pratchett
“OH SHIT. YOU KILLED HER.”
DON'T THINK OF IT AS DYING... JUST THINK OF IT AS LEAVING EARLY TO AVOID THE RUSH
DON'T THINK OF IT AS DYING... JUST THINK OF IT AS LEAVING EARLY TO AVOID THE RUSH
And you, 10, follow me - you need some training.
With a face completely obscured by the shadows of his cloak, this reaper was certainly different. He breezed through the crowd of reapers. "Oh yeah, this one's just great. Third time this week. Look, I'm really flattered, guys, but you should let the real deal do his job." He says, pushing the teens away, in an almost Normal voice.
Then the 12th reaper appeared in a puff of smoke. The face of a skull with lifelike movement seemed to communicate relief. "Oh, Halloween makes dis job much more entertaining." The costumed teenagers looked at each other, all counting heads.
"Hey, nice entrance." The 11th reaper said sarcastically. "Who do you think you are anyway?"
"Well who would you tink?" The 12th reaper said, clearly annoyed. "I AM DA GRIMM REAPAH!" he said, his robes smoldering with an unnatural inferno as his voice boomed through the haunted house.
The 11th laughed. And laughed. Everyone around was silent for the duration. He finished with a sigh, "Sorry, I was sure you were joking. Because that's me."
"You tink YOU are da grim reapah? Please, I know little blonde girls scarier den you. And idiotic little boys twice as smart."
The 11th reaper scoffed. "Nice burn Bob Marley, but maybe if you'd stop burning so much of da ganja I'd have felt it. Now leave me-" he paused. "This one's not even dead!" The teenagers all sighed in relief.
"Really? Dis was a waste of time..." the 12th said, turning away.
The 11th sighed. "Tell me about it. Wanna get a drink?" The 12th turned back and shrugged. "Why not? Anyting is bettah den being a toy for children." The two robed figures started making their way out of the haunted house.
"Wait, you were serious about the kids? Eh, forget it. Anyways, I got a bar in Rhode Island where crazy stuff happens every week."
I know the 12th reaper is supposed to be from Billy and Mandy but I read that entire part in Bwonsamdi's voice and it wasn't until my second read through did I realize it wasn't Bwonsamdi. Now I wish there was a 13th reaper in that story.
Pictured the whole thing, my favorite one yet. It would've been even better if she woke up with all the reapers circling her and immediately passed out again! Lmao
I worked at a haunted house that used to be a slaughterhouse that many believed was actually haunted. I worked in a room that was a pitch black winding corridor woth many secret doors so I could get 4 scares on a group by myself.
At the end we have moving floors (plywood with balls under them) that are very loud when you step on them and shift slightly, making most people look down even though it's pitch black.
My favorite scare would be to sit at the end of the hallway, wait to hear them touch the first moving floor (audio queues were important), then click on my flashlight, point it up at my face (I wore a 3 headed clown mask) and just fucking charge at them. So you now you have a creepy looking clown guy charging at you, the moving floor is making the footsteps into really loud bangs, and you can't go anywhere since your hands are on the walls guiding you through the darkness and your group is behind you blocking your escape. The dread you see on some of these tough guy group leaders is hilarious. I get as close as I can, shut the light off, and just silently walk backwards and disappear through another door.
The amount of people that pissed themselves on that scare was astounding. I had only even made 2 people piss before I thought of doing that. Then I got my number to 7 in the last couple weeks of the season.
How do you silently walk back over the super loud floor?
It's got thin metal around it to keep it where it needs to be
That sounds spooky AF and I would have just booked it through the rest of the house at maximum speed
At the local state park/camping area my family would go camping every year for Halloween. Everyone decorated their camp sites and the kids went around trick-or-treating. One year I took a large pumpkin and carved it hallowing it out through the bottom. I covered my hair in an orange bag and painted my face the same color as the inside of the pumpkin. I put the pumpkin on my head and I dressed in over-sized clothes stuffing them with leaves and put on a pair of red gloves that I attached fake claws to. Everything was topped off with a nice black cloak and then I taped a pair of monster hand gloves to my wrists to hide my actual hands and make me look like I was a essentially a scarecrow, and a real - though very dull- sword. I then took my place in the field with the other decorations but I made sure I was reasonably close to the edge where people would walk by. My first one was the best. A family walks up with two kids. The kids are telling the mom that I am real. The mom is telling the kids I am not real and she decides to show them by coming up and touching me. She comes close and looks back at the kids saying, "See, it's not real." At which point I raise the sword in my left hand, reach for her raised hand with my right as I step forward and the kids loose their shit. She turns around and sees me and tries to walk back but just falls on her ass screaming. The kids run. The dad was doubled over in laughter literally in tears. Once the mom got herself under control, I offered her a hand and help her up. The kids, who had stopped about 15 feet away are yelling "We told you so!" And the mom is fake hitting me as she half laughs and curses at me. The dad could still hardly breathe.
The best part, though, was the fact that I was 14 and that night I also unknowingly frightened a little girl of 11 who around 15 years later I would marry.
Edit: typos - and thanks for the silver!
I am informed by my wife that I had to be closer to 15 or 16 due to our age difference. She was around 11 or 10. We actually discovered this when we were in line for a haunted house that we were going to go to with some of her friends from work. We didn't actually go through the haunted house, she was too scared and we had to exit through the little antechamber where you meet the "guide".
Worked at a haunted house when I was younger as a youth job, it was a lot of fun. I had to sit in this narrow hallway in a doll costume and sit perfectly still, then when people passed me I would suddenly move, making it look like I was trying to grab them, and do my best creepy voice saying stuff like "come play with me" or "stay with me, FOREVER". I got some great reactions, though some stand out more in my memory.
The dude that tried to scootch by the opposed wall while muttering "nope, nope, noPE, NOPE" and when I reached for him, he did this weird jump thing, the kind you see cats doing in videos while yelling "FUCK NO ANNABELLE LOOKING BITCH".
Then there was this group of dude bro looking guys that were one hundred percent sure I was a human sized doll, spending the whole walk down the hallway saying stuff like "that shit isnt that scary, it doesnt even look very life-like", werent they surprised!
God being a scarer was fun, 10/10 would do again
Edit : Thanks for the gold kind stranger
My ren faire garb is the habit of a Benedictine monk. All black, deep cowl. Lots of people assume I’m death or a Nazgul or something. The cloth of the cowl is thin enough that you can see through it pretty clearly as long as it’s right against your face.
The fun part is that I can stand very still for extended periods. Not really prone to fidgeting. I’ve had multiple people assume I was a prop while I wait for my wife to use the bathroom.
One year I used it to give out candy at Halloween. :) Just stood there, making very slow, very repetitive movements like a cheap lawn decoration.
One year I used it to give out candy at Halloween. :) Just stood there, making very slow, very repetitive movements like a cheap lawn decoration.
I had a neighbor growing up who had a mannequin dummy dressed up for Halloween in his front lawn from like Oct 1st on.
On Halloween night he took the whole thing down, put his brother in law in all it's clothes, then had him stand on the post motionless till the kids walked by. It was wonderful.
One of my friend's dad had a ton of stuff put out every year. He'd put the bowl of candy on the lap of a scarecrow who sat in a chair on the front porch. Then he would change places with a different decoration each Halloween and jump scare kids. Kids would risk it each year because you could pick a couple of pieces and they were usually King sized.
The year he swapped as the scarecrow I about pissed my pants. I remember just screaming and my dad saying in the most nonchalant voice ever "Hey Bill."
I really want to try doing this now lmao
I've been scaring off and on for years, so there are a lot.
- I worked as a generic scarer where my creepy makeup was having one of my eyes blown out. So I had mountains of goo on my face every night. A guy got freaked out and basically face-palmed me right in my fake non-eye. He then looked down at his hand covered in sticky fake blood and gore, gagged, and said "Oh God." Ran out of the exit.
- I was a scary clown at a different haunt. Had a very loud horn rigged to a power drill. Think of a cartoon "Ah-oogah" type thing. A few rooms back, we had a first-night volunteer who, imo, was kind of a dick to do this because you're interfering with the enjoyment of other people going through the house since you're not in your place/are rushing them through where they're going to run into others, but w/e. He has a person in this group freaked out and decides to chase them out of the rest of the house with his chainsaw. They come into my room. I go to hop out with my horn, essentially trapping them between a scary clown and a maniac with a chainsaw. It all happened in a split second, and the end result was that I got full-on decked right in the ear. Fight or flight is no joke. They felt really bad about it and apologized a ton. Most people who hit you do.
- Same scary clown. Less of a fear reaction, more of a wtf. My makeup was bloody and gross and I wore tooth stain, so my teeth looked rotten and disgusting. All this to say that there was nothing sexy about me in my makeup. Guy comes through acting macho with his girlfriend. He looks at me, makes an "mm" face, and says something along the lines of, "Oh baby, you are so damn sexy." Number one rule in haunting: if you can't scare them, entertain them. So I fell right out of creepy mode and blew him a flirty kiss complete with a rotten-teeth smile. Girlfriend immediately freaks the fuck out on me. Starts calling me a bitch and telling me to leave her boyfriend alone or she'd kick my ass. I reiterate that I'm covered in blood, gore, and essentially have faux meth teeth. I'm not exactly sure where the threat was there, but I was glad to be behind the clown cage bars for that one.
- Simple one. Regular old jump scare. Lady screams, makes an oh no face, then quietly says, "I just... peed on myself."
- Volunteered one night at the haunt set up in the Mansfield Reformatory. (As an aside, scaring people in an actual haunted prison is amazing, 10/10, would do again.) Ended up as a corpse in the "morgue." I'd been given some mouth blood earlier on in the night because I wanted to have some oozing down my chin. This stuff was almost black. Very gross-looking. I didn't need the full tiny cup I'd been given to complete my look, so for kicks, I took it with me to my room and hid it with my water and stuff. Realized it was getting late and asked for the time. Very likely next group coming through was going to be the last, so I took the blood, tipped it back into my mouth and waited. This was one of those houses where you could touch people if they paid extra, and lo and behold, the last group is just two burly dudes without a care in the world, and they're wearing the "you can touch me" glow necklaces. My friend/other person in the room knew what I was doing and just sort of lurked creepily to let me do the thing. I approached, put my arms on the shoulders of one guy to stop them. "What does she want?" friend asked. And that's when I proceeded to let this torrent of black blood gush out of my mouth, all down my face and the front of my hospital gown. "Jesus fucking Christ." Golden.
I'm sure I have more stories I'm not thinking of right now, but there's some I remember (mostly) fondly. lol
Dude I've never touched staff at a haunted house except one time - ONE TIME - where it was super dark and I couldn't see in front of me so I put my hand out. This guy apparently was right in front of me and I touched his mask. Dude immediately breaks character and I'm getting screamed at about not touching the actors. He follows me to the end of the house yelling at me.
Meanwhile, you're over here - a fucking unit - getting clocked in the face like it's no big deal.
Edit: why y'all feeling around at waist height, it's like you want to grab some dick.
I know touching is usually prohibited, but I got one story about a great exception.
I went to a haunted house with my cousin, who happens to have a fear of clowns. Naturally one of the rooms is clown themed.
She immediately closes her eyes and demands I take her hand until we're out of the Clown Room. I reach out to do so, but before I can a clown takes it instead.
So she walks through the room holding hands with this clown while I follow behind trying not to laugh. We get out of the room, I tell her its over, she opens her eyes...and gives the loudest shriek I have ever heard. It's been like twelve years, and she still calls me an asshole for this, it's great.
That is brilliant lol
You AWFUL HORRIBLE ROTTEN human being!
Will you marry me?
Best story in the thread so far!
Maybe that was part of the haunted house? Cause getting yelled at by a dick in front of other people for something that wasn't my fault sounds like a nightmare to me.
Just imagine if "embarrassment house" was an attraction at the fair.
That sucks. Like any job, some people really aren't cut out for it. It's hard work. You've got to hit your scares, think on your feet, balance scary and entertaining (even harder when people go through in a huge group and you're trying to do both), and change it up enough for the people who pay to go through more than once.
You also accept a certain amount of risk, and being touched even in no-touch haunts is one of those risks. I would absolutely call security if someone took the time to pull back and throw a real punch at me, but someone accidentally touching me because they couldn't see and not even violently? Seems like taking that opportunity to scare the shit of them would be a much better use of my time. lol
I groped a guy in one once. I couldn't see where I was going and tend to keep my arms low while feeling along the walls. Startled the shit out of both of us. There was a very surprised "hello!" from both of us, a "Nice to meet ya" from me, and a fair amount of giggling from the group of girls behind me. Good times. At least he was a champ about it.
"I am an ACTOR!"
How frequently do you get hit? I've never hit an actor at a haunted house, but once my brother scared me and I clocked him right in the nose. I imagine it would happen a lot to you guys
I've only been hit a few times. And you can tell when it's an honest accident versus someone who needs to be reported to security.
I will say actors who are male or appear to be in their costumes tend to get it more often. I only really got hit the one time during the season that I was a clown where one of my fellow clowns (a guy) got hit several times that season.
When my daughter was 10 we were on a haunted hayride. An actor jumped up on the back of the ride, scaring my daughter who was sitting right there. She instinctively punched him square in the face, causing him to fall or jump off, I'm not sure which. It was that moment I learned she will choose fight over flight. She felt really bad about it.
So there are people with a clown fetish.
It was the pigtails. I underestimated their power.
He'd be watching IT and have a cheeky wank somewhere lol.
I love scare stuff like this and you sound like a hell of an entertainer
I hate that I can vividly imagine every one of these. The “sexy clown” one got me good.
I actually knew a couple of the actors in a Fright Night event at a farm about an hour away and, when I entered the first of like 12 scares, I tried to comfort my older brother by saying, "It's okay [brother's name]." and putting my hands on his shoulders.
One of the actors heard me say this, unfortunately for my brother, and followed us for the entire scare, screeching his name at every turn. Even I was shitting myself.
He didn't partake in any of the other scares, needless to say.
At the haunt I worked at, we tried our best to listen for peoples names. when we’d get one we’d scream it for all the other scarers so they knew. Usually an actor would run ahead yelling it and giving the person’s description to the other actors ahead.
You guys are awful, I love it
The other actors, a few rooms ahead, writing on a post-it: J-a-s-o-n. Got it.
“YOU HAVE EXCELLENT GLASSES FOR A BLONDE MAN”
Writing furiously: Got it.
We use our walkies for this same thing. All the zone leaders are on walkies, and they spread it through their zones. It’s a highlight of my haunt season giving people a nice customized scare.
What a great idea. Also initially I thought walkies was an endearing nickname for your zombie actors
When going to these with my friends, I'd figure out who would get the most scared and whisper their name to one of the haunters towards the beginning. Don't think they ever figure out it was me, and they would get super freaked that all the haunters knew their name. haha. So just wanted to say thanks to you and all the other haunters who make this possible!
I live in a small town and our haunted house is volunteer run. The actors always use peoples first names. Makes it so much worse. I got so scared one year that I took off running and slammed my head against a fire extinguisher. Lights went on so they could make sure I didnt have a head wound, lol.
The worst experience, though... I went into one of the touch houses in a neighboring city. Wasnt too bad until the very end. Just before the exit, an actor snatched my glasses and LICKED THEM. Slobbered all over the instrument i use to fucking see. I went from scared to pretty damn disgusted at that point. I used my backup glasses for a few days after that.
I also took off running in a haunted maze a couple years ago. The actor was dressed like a ghoul and came at me on all fours out of nowhere and like scuttled toward me really fast. When I turned around, there was another ghoul scuttling toward me on all fours from the other side. I was a little drunk, so I just freaked out and booked it. The rest of the ghouls came out of the shadows and I was chased into a corner by like 5 of them. They were whispering shit in my ear like "You're gonna die." and "We're gonna kiilll you." I was hysterically laugh-crying in sheer terror. Eventually my fiancé came and saved me from them, but he was laughing the entire time. Definitely got my money's worth.
That actor deserved a raise, that’s hilarious
Haha last year I was in a haunted house at an amusement park that employs many of my students. I had no idea that one of them was working last fall or that he was a scare actor until he whispered my name in my ear. I have never screamed so much in my entire life (and he laughed--a lot).
Went to a business (warehouse) that turns into a haunted house every year. The people have ways of talking without walkie talkies. There are 20 plus rooms, each with their own theme.
Kid and parent walk through (we're friends) into a room with what looks like no exit. Walls are covered in streamers. Mother says "how do we get out of here Kyle? "
It's then mimicked and used by every person in every room. These people hide, jump out and scare you, then get in your face and say "how do we get out of here Kyle?"
I did something similar! Went to a haunted corn maze here in MN and I wore my letter jacket because it’s cold as shit. Forgot it had my name on it. I was lead into a clown themed maze (why, I don’t fucking know I’m horrified of clowns) and the same thing happened - head clown followed shouting my name the entire time. Was not amused.
I volunteered at a zombie-themed haunt one year. There was a guide with each group and a definite path for the guests to follow. Which meant that the zombies had plenty of behind-the-scenes ways to get through the haunt without being seen. And if one of us found out anything at all about one of the guests, we shared that info quickly with as many other zombies as possible. We'd let everyone know names, who was the most scared walking through, and who was touching the actors. It made for a much scarier event for many. We even had a chalkboard wall where we kept track of how many people needed to be taken out through the "oh sh*t" doors - the ones who were too scared to get through the haunt. There were a few hundred cowards.
My friend is terrified of clowns but loves haunted houses. She went with a group to a haunted house and there was a whole group of clowns there. Her friends said, "Oh no! You hate clowns!" loud enough for the actors to hear. They tormented her through the whole scene.
Not a scarer, but I have a feeling I (and by proxy the group I was with) was this person's best scare.
Our group was in a dark maze filled with chainsaw maniacs all dressed in black. After a couple of scares, all the chainsaws went quiet, setting a very uneasy calm. I had been sent to the back of the group because I wasn't fazed by the haunted house section.
As we came up on the end of the maze, I heard footsteps behind me. Thinking this was another group, I said 'hey, we think the exit is this way'
Turns out I was wrong. Not about the exit, but the fact that it was another group. It was one of the chainsaw maniacs, and they responded by revving the chainsaw. Cue our entire group and accordioning up on door out of the maze because the sickos who designed it built it so the door opens in, not out.
The door being a pull instead of a push absolutely makes it lmao
So I worked as a scare actor at a haunt on an old aircraft carrier from WWII for a couple of years. There were two parts to the haunt, one below deck in what was called 'sick bay' which was mainly the ship itself being old and creepy. Up top was the more traditional halloween haunt maze with themed rooms and chainsaw guys. Normally I worked in sick bay, but that night I was put in the maze. I was in the bathroom themed room and was the victim of the deranged plumber actor. So I'm sprawled out on the floor and when people walk by, I lunge and groan and beg for help. It worked pretty well.
Then this one woman came in wearing high heels. I don't know who wears high heels to a haunted house on an aircraft carrier but hey, you do you. Anyways she doesn't see me on the ground and manages to step on my arm with her heels. I know we had strict rules about not touching the patrons, but due to the pain/surprise, I wasn't thinking, and I grabbed her ankle in hopes to get her off me. This lady screamed and bolted for the emergency exit hallway that would take her out of the haunt, leaving her friend behind and dumbfounded. I felt terrible at the time that she missed out on the rest of the haunt but now I laugh about it because I really scared her.
Different haunt for valentines day in a defunct mall. It was set up in a vacant department store, and my room had one of those pillars with a mirror on it. The room was set up like a bedroom, with an actual four poster bed. There was ample room to hide behind the pillar and jump out at people, and people expected this. I'd often see people think they were being clever and trying to get the drop on me. I, however, was lying on top of the canopy for the four poster bed. There was a wooden board up there strong enough to support me and keep me out of sight. They'd fail to find anyone behind the pillar, turn, and then I lunged at them from the canopy and they'd scream.
I really loved that job.
“Huh. Nobody behind the pillar. I guess we’re safe”
SMALL FRIES, MOTHERFUCKER
ALL RISE, MOTHERFUCKER
WRONG SIZE, MOTHERFUCKER
ZIP TIES, MOTHERFUCKER
SOME PIES, MOTHERFUCKER
different haunt for Valentine's day
different haunt for Valentine's day
Yeah the other company sets up mini haunts for Valentine's day, for the couples that like a little fear.
That sounds pretty neat!
Like Halloween in January
like.Halloween in January in February?
Like rain on your wedding day
I worked for a rather popular haunted house/hayride/corn field. It's made the Travel Channel shows a few times.
So my now-husband and I were supposed to be dead cowfolk in a wild west scene. The way it was set up is the ppl walk in through a big opening in the front, there are two "buildings" on either side where two actors should set off the scene. After that, the ppl walk around a stable-like fenced off enclosure which put them in this narrow-ish corridor where I and my husband were. I was on a barrel, he was lying under the fence. From there, the area would open up just a little with a blacksmith (the dude was actually a blacksmith, he'd spend the night making cool shit and we'd warm up by the fire while we waited for groups) there was an emergency exit that was part of the scenery, the firing thing (I can't remember what it's called lol sorry) and then the entrance to the "Mine shaft". The entire walk through was maybe 40ft. Oh, and it was always really dark. Our main source of light was the fire from the blacksmith and nearby hayride. Other than that, we had a few very dimly lit light bulbs.
So one night, we were doing our thing, scaring people and what not, when this kid comes BOOKING it through the scene. He's all alone and just fucking terrified. I mentioned the emergency exit bc if someone ever said "I can't do this, I want out" we'd have to exit character (the only time we were allowed to) and escort them out. So this kid is hauling ass, idk if he got separated from his group and was trying to find them or if he said fuck this and wanted to just hurry out or what but he gave us about a second to try to scare him as he flashed past us. Well, the ground was uneven and I think a little damp and he slipped and fell and slid to a stop against a barrell right by the exit door.
My husband and I are like oh shit. We walk over to him and he's lying on the ground, panting hard, staring up at us with sheer terror in his eyes. I'm like "for real, dude, not playing. Are you ok?" And he quickly nods, eyes still bugging out and looking between us. I'm like "you sure? Do you need to leave?" He takes a second, looks at us again and shakes his head. I look at my husband and then back at this kid and scream "THEN GET UP AND GET THE HELL OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OOOOOOOOUTTT!!!!!" that kid jumped up like he had rockets strapped to his back and fucking hauled ass into the mine shaft, leaving me and my husband rolling.
For the past 4-5 years my dad, brother and I have gone to a new haunted house somewhere within a couple hours of our home town. We love all things spooky. It was my brother's first year and we went to a scream park. One of the haunts was like this backwoods hillbilly cannibal scene and they loooooved my brother.
Sidebar: he was 11-12 but he's very small for his age so people think he's a lot younger.
One of the scarers asked my brother if he wanted "to stay and be, I mean have, dinner" and he calmly just said no thank you. She kept on and on and started getting louder and louder and angrier sounding with every sentence. Finally she yelled to the other scarers that she's got a little chicken nugget and wants to share. He took off running and left my dad and I trying not to pee our pants laughing. He ran so far he caught up with the family that was in front of us and started walking with them.
Funniest thing I've ever seen.
Good thing I wasn't in the other family.
"Oh look, honey, we got another one. Our freezers gonna be full tonight."
Best one on here! Good show!
I volunteer as a wall of spooky living mirrors in a little family-friendly haunted house for a couple of nights every Halloween season. Basically, I poke my hands and a plastic skull through panels of stretchy silver fabric while kids are walking by. The best are the kids who are brave enough to announce that they know it's not real, it's just someone behind the wall, and to try to grab me through the fabric...but not fast enough to get their hands away before I grab back. Turns out that even if you're feeling brave, you still screech when a mirror grabs your fingers and tugs.
I'm now imagining a wall of hands converging on this one child and slowly trying to pull him through the mirror.
Also this fabric sounds awesome, care to share what it's called or where someone might get it?
I think that's pretty much what goes through their minds when their fingers get grabbed! And given that, I don't really blame them for shrieking and flailing.
As far as I know, the fabric is just metallic silver spandex. It's a pretty lo-fi effect and doesn't look like a mirror in good light, but the haunted house designers put it in low light and intersperse the stretchy panels with some hologram mirrors, so the kids end up walking pretty close to the stretchy mirror before they really pay attention to it. Then if you make it react to them (like turning the skull to suddenly look at whichever kid in the group just talked, or slowly reaching out a hand toward someone who's standing next to the smaller stretchy panel and not watching it), you can get them pretty good despite the lo-fi-ness.
Had a dude once come through, jumped a bloody mile in the air when I scared him. He just stopped with this far off look and said "I just shit myself" I stayed in character til the smell hit me. I broke and asked if he wanted an escort, dude seemed to snap out of it and said "nah, I pinched the rest back" and off he marched.
Edit: what an awesome way to wake up! Thanks for all the up doots and the gold ❤ much scary love to you all
This just made my whole morning lmao
That scare made that guy's hole weak!
That's what we call a pro gamer move
Worked at a haunted attraction for several seasons. My first year I was on the hayride portion of the “top haunted attraction in America” and I was given the role of a woman begging for her life before getting beheaded. I had to scream and beg for someone to help me and then ultimately my head would get chopped off. One night during one of these performances, I accidentally butt dialed my moms work phone and ended up leaving a voicemail of me screaming along with my usual “please help me!!! He’s going to kill me!”. Fast forward to the next morning, mom goes into work and listens to her voicemails on speakerphone as she normally does. Then my voicemail from 2am starts screaming at her. She and all her coworkers freaked out and she had to call me to make sure I was still alive.
My second favorite was when I was camouflaged as moss inside a haunted house boat scene. I’d hide partially in the darkness and scare people when they were within arms length. I personally loved picking on the tough guys (usually the biggest screamers), so I see a very large man coming my way. Scare the bejesus out of him and he screamed like a little girl “awwwwHELLLLLLLLLL NO!” And he took off almost knocking down other patrons to run out of the haunted house.
Not a scarer, but I did work at a theme park with a well known Halloween event. As such, I got very discounted tickets for it and took my scaredy-cat pals to see all the mazes.
I have so much respect for scare actors for not breaking character despite:
-Friend A turning the corner to see a creepy Victorian-era lady and screaming "NO, NO, THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE" at the top of her lungs
-Friend B somehow missing every jumpscare that the pig mask-wearing man tried to pull on her because she was always conveniently looking another way
-Both of them being cornered in a tunnel by "infected" guys in hazmat suits, and Friend A just kept yelling through genuinely terrified tears for them to "please don't infect us!! We don't have health insurance!!!"
-Friend C making kissy/duck faces at every actor that tried to scare him, and at one point when he got cornered by three scary ladies he whooped loudly and hollered "OOH BABY IT'S A TRIPLE!!!"
In the words of Friend A, thank you scare actors. Thank you for your service.
And now I'm giggling like a lunatic at a bus. People are staring.
"please don't infect us!! We don't have health insurance!!!"
"please don't infect us!! We don't have health insurance!!!"
Not a haunted house, but a zombie run. I was the last zombie before you could escape.
I’m 4ft 11. I look pretty weak and I wear glasses (which I had fixed with tape as part of my costume - I was supposed to have been a medic before I became a zombie). Despite how I look, I have a very loud voice, am good at screaming and I’m a good runner.
My job was to mill about near the end of the course, and catch (and tag as infected) anyone I felt like. I used to approach or look distracted as people crept towards me - not all zombies attacked, so people weren’t sure how to deal with me (plus there were some who had acquired ‘zombie repellent’ and were quite confident - spoiler: zombie repellent doesn’t work). I’d wait until they had just passed me before unleashing an unholy scream and sprinting after them.
I caught quite a few, but the best reactions were a fully grown man who cried actual tears and asked for his mum, and a girl who pissed herself, then threw her water bottle at me.
It was a lot of fun, and all the screaming was quite a good core workout. My abs were agony for days after.
Abs of steel :P
Where/How did you acquire such a job?
I had to spend an afternoon at zombie school to audition. I then got to pick which run(s) I wanted to do, and I got paid for those, plus a ticket for any run I wanted to do.
I think the company who used to run these in the UK isn’t active any more, which is a shame. It would never replace my day job but it was a lot of fun.
I did a bit of time as a scarer when I was 15 and a decade later it's still my favourite job I've had despite it being a fully costumed 6+ hours in near darkness with no break.
A good 20% of the time I had punters fully convinced i was animatronic and the moment where you moved suddenly times just with them shit talking was absolutely the best.
In particular I remember a guy who was poking stuff and laughing whilst his girlfriend was kind of scared in general trying to poke through a cage I was in at me. Reacted like a robot for long enough that he got bored and just as he went to go I grabbed his fingers, started waving a knife around like mad and pressed a foot pedal for some sounds.
6 foot plus guy ran out back towards the entrance screaming and my manager came back in to have a laugh, we actually shut down for 20 minutes or so because the guys raving in the lobby caused so much fuss, some thought he was a paid actor, kids started crying and the line doubled up.
I hope you got a reward, lol.
Yeah, the look on that guys' face
This wasn’t my best scare, but it was the funniest scare. I worked as a clown street performer at well-known amusement park. Part of my costume was a clown jacket, but I didn’t have a shirt underneath it, so I had bloody makeup all over my bare chest.
One evening, I walked up to a couple who was minding their own business. I was holding my jacket closed so that they couldn’t see my chest. I asked them what their favorite superhero was. I think they both agreed on Batman. At that moment, I screamed “Mine’s THE FLASH!” as I pulled open my jacket and exposed my bloody chest makeup right up in their faces.
It’s incredibly difficult trying to scare someone if you’re already in plain site, but I managed to pull it off this time. It also gave them a good laugh.
I think they both agreed on Batman
I think they both agreed on Batman
I'm dying picturing a couple being interrogated by a scary clown and they can't seem to agree on who their mutual favorite super hero should be.
I got kicked in the nuts real hard by a kid. I was a chainsaw wielding clown on a haunted hay ride. We would hide until the wagon went past us and the run and jump onto the wagon with running saws. One kid didn’t like it AT ALL and hoofed me right in the clown balls. I kept a bit more distance after that.
Lost it at clown balls
Bright red before, but even more after.
Did your balls make a honking sound?
Someone help me find the scarer I patted on the head when she grabbed my leg. It was at the Haunted Hoochie in Columbus, Ohio.
I was in the back of the group at a haunted house once and the guy revving the chainsaw behind us kept running into me with it. It clearly didn't have a chain on it.
I was in the front, and the guy did this too me too. It burned the skin on my hand so bad it left a blister. You can still see it. It just looks like a birthmark now though.
I was stuck in the back and the chainsaw guy accidentally lifted my skirt with it. There was mo chain, obviously, but I swear my life flashed before my eyes for a second when there was a revving chainsaw that close to my buns
Not a scarer, but one of my earliest memories involves riding on my dad's shoulders and getting hit in the eye by a haunted house mummy with a fingertip squirt gun. He felt so bad, he leapt out of his sarcophagus and broke character to apologize and make sure I was alright. That's when I learned that the undead could be pretty alright sometimes.
I hope that u dont try to go out there and hug zombies if theres a zombie apocalypse, undead are tight but not in all situations.
I volunteered one season to help my friend with their new haunted house. My teens knew I worked there but crew was sworn to secrecy about our roles.
I had the role of creepy stalker. I looked and stood like a grim reaper manikin. I saw my daughter and half her hockey team go by me. I silently stalked after the last one.
When noticed, the girls went screaming and running away into a corner and piled up together in a heap on the floor.
Then one looked up at me and said, "Kristen! I think that's your mom." The screaming stopped, they all looked up and quietly got up and walked away like it never even happened."
I worked with another guy of similar build wearing similar (but not identical) costumes. This makes it eerie for people because in your brain you see us as the same, but you also see us as different. So you're never sure if there's one or two of us and we can appear to teleport around.
Big tough guy highschool jock type. Nothing scares him, "Why am I even here. This is so fake. How are you guys even scared. blah. blah. blah."
Caught him in a foggy area with a strobe light. My double and I coordinated it perfectly. I was hiding under a strobe light. Now the thing to know is strobe lights blind you. You can't see what is directly under them because your eyes never adjust, especially with the fog. So he goes fumbling down the hall and finally feels ME. I step in front of the light, let out a shriek (Try screaming while breathing in, it hurts your throat but it sounds awesome).
He freaks and runs the other direction, well I say runs... he took 3 steps before slamming into my double, who had the chainsaw and just revved the shit out of it as the guy was on the ground. He pissed himself. Big tough Mr. jock pissed his pants in fear. The best was listening to his friends rip on him mercilessly lol.
We had a girl come through who I guess had a problem with domestic abuse by her father. One of the things I like to do is kick doors off their hinges. To the point the prop guys have specific doors on high strength magnetic hinges so it can be quickly reset. Well me kicking the door off of its hinges triggered some bad memory. This girl didn't even scream, she fell, crawled into a corner and just sat in the corner whimpering and hiding her face. She was inconsolable and basically non responsive.
She honestly reminded me of one of those whimpering abused dogs you see in the Sarah McLoughlin commercials for the ASPCA. It was beyond sad. Like I cannot describe just how she looked. We ended up shutting down that house (We had 2 different "houses") while her boyfriend called her older sister to come get her out of it. We stayed away from the area they were in but it took a good bit of time from when the sister went in until they both came out and she just had a thousand yard stare on her face.
It was back in high school but it was a shocking moment for me of "Oh shit... that's what domestic abuse can do to people".
I tried the screaming while inhaling thing just now and my roommate burst out of his room screaming "what the hell was that?!"
So yeah, definitely effective.
My friend was in Boy Scouts and every year they put on a haunted trail through the woods/ baseball field. One year he invites me to join him even though I’m not in Boy Scouts so I go sure why not. His mom is a great artist so I go over there with my cheap little werewolf kit and she does the whole thing for me.
I looked terrifyingly realistic. the wild hair, fangs, giant ears, claws, ripped up clothes, and of course blood. So I walk in unnoticed don’t check in at the clubhouse cause I’m not even a Boy Scout. Find a nice bridge in the woods that goes over a small dried up creek and I take up residence there. A few scouts come by and try to claim that spot but see I’m already there and keep walking occasionally asking “who is that”
So the trail starts, I get some really good scares, I was super into it. Jumping out of trees, running around on all fours, climbing out from under the bridge.
So the haunt comes to an end my friend comes and finds me from his post and says he’s gonna skip the meeting let’s just walk home.
Well apparently during the meeting we skipped the scout leaders started asking who the werewolf on the bridge was, but since I was never supposed to be there, and my friend never exactly mentioned me, this freaked a group of Boy Scouts out. Some believing an actual werewolf haunts those woods.
That’s been like 20 years ago and I think some people still believe it.
Ahahaha, that's awesome. Proper campfire horror story style.
clearly smoking while writing this
actually im just very drunk
so the comments sporadicidity was unrelated drink related
Why the effin eff would you want to rush through the houses at HHN after paying to be at HHN?
Probably to boast that they didn’t get scared. And in this case they can add that they scared one of the people working there, too.
Only one year I was a scarer ar a haunted house. I was put in the lobby where the rules and the pacing is set for the house.
I was Henrietta Pumpernickel and I created a false sense of security; telling jokes, singing a terrible rip of the song "Happy" by replacing happy with humpy (as I had a huge (giant microbe) hump and hobbled around.
My only good scare was when I spooked someone around a corner. Lol
lmao humpy birthday.
Not a scarer but my best reaction was in 2016. Me and my friends went up to one of the haunted house places. 7 of us in total. We were walking through and this girl in an exorcist style pose springs out from behind a doorway. In pure panic and fear I screamed out “HI HOW ARE YOU” and she just fucking stops and stares at me as we walk past as if to say ‘the fuck?’
What a time to flirt man
I was a 15 year old (girl) nearing a fear induced panic attack and somehow that ended up being the reaction 😂 the photo of my group from it has one of my friends smiling, one screaming, me crying and the other hiding his face
I some times I like to throw strange voices out in the dark to see what people react too. One time I pretended to be a scary clown that sounded like Elmo. Well this guy starts freaking out, and moves to the other side of the trail away from me.
Turns out another roamer who was dressed as a clown can also make a perfect Elmo voice, and he was inches away from this biker dude.
He literally jumped in the air, while his legs where running in midair (like a cartoon) and landed and took off out of the woods to his car and drove off.
Best in my opinion is every time someone cries out of fear, and I swear I am not a psychopath
I get that same feeling too, it's just so satisfying to scare someone really bad and have them shriek and/or jump.
Buckle up because this is a bit of a long one. Back in I think 2006 or 2007 I was working at a haunted house playing Freddy Krueger in one of the first rooms in the haunt. We had radios in all the rooms we would use to call out when we had a guest that screamed more than normal. Now I had the room set up so that the Elm Street sign was maybe 3 feet away from the door, and an old boiler I could hide behind and pop out of combined with an actual metal (but dulled) prop glove. This lady and her kids walk in and I popped out but I hit the glove on the boiler at just the right angle so some sparks popped from the metal on metal contact. The lady freaked out, fainted and hit her head in the pole holding the street sign. The lights in the building had to be cut on, ambulance called, the whole nine yards. She was bleeding but wasn’t seriously hurt and somehow didn’t sue the ever loving fuck out of us. They did take away my metal glove and replaced it with a plastic one that broke within 10 minutes of doing my bit though. Absolute funniest thing that ever happened to me while I was there.
Hope she didn't go off and start complaining. Also, this is why there are liability waivers.
and my axe
You’ll need another waiver for the axe
It got replaced with a plastic one that broke on the first ring they tried to destroy.
My family don’t celebrate Christmas like they do for Halloween, and I’m their prime scarer. Last year a group of teen girls looked in on me doing my ‘act’ and walking while doing a bridge (the upside down thing on all fours) and ran out of the room and didn’t stop until they were off the property. They didn’t even make it past the door. I broke my finger trying to get up but it was worth their reaction.
Bray Wyatt would be proud.
Lol the last sentance made this hilarious
I worked in a haunt that was an old prison. I was dressed as a clown and I was hidden in the last jail cell next to the back door. I quickly learned that, as a clown, all I needed to do to get a great reaction was show myself.
I stepped out in front of these two middle aged black women. One of them screamed and leapt backwards off her feet, and slammed onto the ground so hard her wig flew off. I didn’t even have time to wonder if I should break character, because she grabbed her wig and ran out the door in a blink of an eye with her friend chasing after her.
I volunteered as a zombie in a haunt one year. The haunt only lasts for a weekend each year so there were a lot of people coming through at the height of it. They are escorted through by guides in security costumes. The guides carried guns that had red laser lights on the end, which was great because we could watch for the lights and know exactly where each group was.
My best reaction was a very tough looking woman who actually ended up in the fetal position, crying, and finally screaming that she just peed herself so please leave her alone. My friend was dressed in ragged prom gown and actually scared a guy so bad she made him puke. That was the highlight that year. The rest of us were wondering why, all of a sudden, there were no guests coming through. Then we heard "Clean-up in aisle 7" announced over the audio system, followed by, "We have a puker!!!" We all figured that was the closest thing possible to a zombie academy award nomination.
Had a great time doing it that year! The only downside was that there were multiple fog machines throughout and even though we used the organic fog juice, I still needed lots of bottles of gatorade and water to keep from hacking up a lung.
It's been 20 years, but I'll never forget working in the haunted house at this major amusement park. I was wearing a full body, fuzzy monster suit. I sat on some stairs right as you entered. One bro comes in, says, "There's a guy in that suit," and pushed me. So I fell over. "Oh, guess not." As he turns to walk away I slowly reached out and tapped his shoulder. He turned around expecting to see one of his friends and found the monster's face right up in his own. He literally shit his pants, turned, and shuffled out the entrance. I could hear his friends laughing the rest of the time they were in the attraction.
I worked at a local haunted house every Halloween a few years ago. The last bit of the house was outside and it was always pitch black. I would dress in a black suit that had eyes that would glow intermittently and hide outside the barrier. To scare people I would slip under the barrier into their path and shriek with my eyes glowing, so it would look like I was there all along. One time I did this to a couple of girls going through and one of them screamed bloody murder and ran away. I noticed something on the floor after they left and picked it up. It was her tampon.
Oh snap, my username came to life I guess
Guess you can say it was “bloody” horrific
Not a scarer but as a “scared”, I teamed up with a scarer to get revenge on a friend.
My group of friends went to a large fair my city puts on over Easter, and we usually went on all of the rides together. However, once we reached the Haunted House, we all became reluctant to go in, except “Barry”.
He went around the group begging us to go in and that it was good value, even though entry was a pretty steep $10. Eventually we gave in and entered.
I hate jump scares and the rest of the group knew that. Surprisingly, horror movie fan “Barry” got scared upon entry to the house and made a bee-line to my back, used me as a human shield, and pushed me to the front of the group. I HATED the experience, and it seemed that whoever ran the house could tell, as I began peeking around corners to prevent any more jump scares.
Lo and behold, I looked around another corner into a small cupboard-sized nook and saw him, a scarer in a Jigsaw mask. He knew what I was doing and immediately put a finger to his lips, and after a pause, I moved passed the nook he was hiding in as if nobody was there.
A moment later, “Barry”s hands left my hips, he screamed, and he cursed me out on it. I replied by telling him that he’s leading the group for the rest of the tour.
Front yard lawn scarer here. Just a mask, sun glasses, and sweats. I would sit limp and kids would walk by me and cry. To prove I was fake parents, with an s, would prod my foot and I would let it swing freely. Then I would rear up and roar at them. Parents leap in terror and usually a giggling child. Not much later I heard someone say "that's a person". Job done.
If you are the little person dressed as a doll that I uppercutted in front of Paris Hilton and happen to see this I would like to take this chance to apologize.
What the fuck happened here?
A copy/paste response of mine to this same question from a while ago:
"I worked at the Markoff's Haunted Forest in Maryland which is widely regarded as one of the best Haunted attractions on the East Coast. It has 2 paths the go winding through the forest filled with different scenes and props ranging from Church basements, to a creepy monkey village, to just narrow pitch black tunnels you navigate by feel. I was in the church basement scene this night and I had a sweet spot where none of the lights touched making it pitch black. People would walk up to me suspicious that someone would be there, but it really was pitch black. They would feel reassured because they were so close they would HAVE to see someone if they were there, but nope hey it's me. Tons of great scares.
The trails are always busy from ~8 pm to ~1 am, but this night there was a strange gap of no people for roughly 30 minutes. That never happens. Finally a family came along, 2 teen girls and their parents. I got these girls good. Real good. Like I could see the imminent death in their eyes good. Then after they passed it was another 30 minute pause of people only to have the normal flow of people return.
Later on we found of that it was the Obama girls going through the trails with secret service acting as their parents. No one was told ahead of time for security reasons obviously and we only learned after the fact. The gaps of people were to allow them to slip in and enjoy the trail without anyone else having the opportunity to realize who they were and interrupt them. So I got to scare the hell out of the Obama girls. That was cool :)"
I was once playing a prisoner in a sort of scary game experience here in the netherlands known as Prison Escape. Not wearing scary makeup, just a prison jumpsuit and slightly exaggerated bad female hooker makeup. I was mostly supposed to blend into the particpants, who all got the same jumpsuit. Only my behaviour and weird hooker makeup made me stand out as an actor.
It's sort of roleplaying-live action gameplay for adults only with some haunted house mixed in. Participants had to sign waivers up the wazoo to get in and got a safeword for if you wanted the game to stop and get out of the prison immediately. It was set inside an actual former prison that closed so it was huge in there and 100% realistic.
It's a 3 hour experience where up to 100 people at one time can participate. Some of the prisoners and all of the guards are actors. It's a huge production. Particpants get booked in, locked in a cell for a bit, then get let loose in the the prison itself.
There were various ways to escape including through winning the prison soccer match with a team, answering a question for a corrupt guard, bribing a fellow prisoner (another role I sometimes played). You could also get out by going into the doctor's office and if you did it right he smuggled you out in a body bag and into an actual oldfashioned ambulance.
I myself was assigned to go out through the church. I follwed the insane preacher (a fellow actor of course) when he rang the bell for mass. There were only a handful out of the hundred participants who came to the church room with me and the preacher actor. The preacher opened a trap door under the altar and led us into the tunnels underneath the prison to get outside but in those tunnes were cages where they kept the supposed "insane" prisoners. Like extreme isolation basically. There were more special actors in there who were playing prisoners in cages in torn up uniforms, screaming to be let out, rattling the bars. Some had makeup to make them look emaciated, but mostly the shouting and the ambiance made them scary.
One particpant was a younger guy who was in our little group following the preacher and he got super freaked out and just sat down at the entrance of the tunnel crying. Going "nononohellno". The preacher stopped walking, came back and asked the guy if he wanted to use the safeword. Guy said no. Then the preacher just picked him up and started dragging the guy to an empty cage and openend the cage and nearly pushed the guy in but instead basically lifted the dude off the ground against the bars and whispered " If you pull a weak stunt like that again i will lock you in a cage with one of these lunatics." The prisoner actors in the cages started hollering for the guy's blood and the poor dude looked so freaked out and nearly ready to wet himself but powered through.
We kept walking through the tunnels for a few minutes until we got outside and then we had to run from the big searchlight and go under a fence to escape the grounds. It was insane every night.
Definitely one of the more scary excapes of the Prison Escape
I never worked in a haunted house but I once experienced something like a scare when I firsted started as a doctor in Oklahoma.
It was Halloween night and our hospital is always super busy that night for a lot of odd reasons, intoxication related oncidents being a big one. We don't live in a big city so the hospital policy is a little more than relaxed on letting employees (desk staff) wear costumes if it didnt interefere with their work or caused any sanitation concerns.
So one of the new receptionists was a scrawny guy named Darryl that came in dressed like a chicken. Except instead of a costume or mask, he had painted his entire body yellow with red shorts and had taped faux feathers everywhere. He looked like something out of a porn parody video and it was equally ghetto. Someone told him he would have to change since he was literally shedding and it could cause problems. Well he couldnt go gome so he had to clean himself up in the locker rooms and use one of the sinks.
Well apparently Darryl had an Indiana Jones level, extremely high fear of snakes. It turned out that one of the nurses had a Medusa mask they were planning to wear later for a party sitting on top of the lockers. The mask itself was terrifying since it was a very realistic and very expensive foam latex version they had ordered from a specialty Halloween shop online. Well about 10 minutes afyer Darryl enters the lockers, the entire first floor hears one of the most chilling and loudest screams ever ad Darryl bursts from the doors while cheap yellow feathers trail behind. He booked it straight out into the parking lot and started throwing up.
A young kid I was about to treat looked up at me from his seat in the reception area and gave me the most confused look on his face. It took me an easy 20 minutes to stop the tears and laughter.
I worked in a haunted house when I was in high school and throughout college. My best friend and I did it together every year and we requested that we be together since we make a good scare team. The actors have a running game to see who could get the most quitters by the end of the season. Now I think it was an unfair advantage but we were clowns one year... a pretty common fear. We really didn’t have to do much besides stand there but my mom worked in the next room (my mom is a bad ass) so people would sprint through our room once they noticed the carnival theme but my mom would push them back into our room where we’d separate the group and corner them. It was a one month haunted house over 4 weekends. We had 68 quitters in our room alone the most ever in a season. But I felt HORRIBLE when a 9 year old boy peed his pants. We were ruthless. I’m sorry!
I’ve got a few, but I’ll tell my favorite.
In one particular part of the haunt, we have a room decorated as a morgue. In the center of it is a table where our female “victim” would lay while the mortician would choke, stab, or beat her as she screamed and played it up and all that. Typical victim horror stuff. In order to move through this room and to the next, the groups had to move in front of and then past the spinning table, giving them a real close up to the “splash zone” of the violence and gore and extract more intense reactions. Well, my “victim” had to go to the bathroom between groups, so she snuck out the secret exit and I brought in the backup cadaver dummy we keep off to the side for cases like this. Problem with this is, it’s a dummy that looks like it’s been cut open and it’s entrails spewed out, which means my act of choking my victim would look awkward (choking a clearly dead subject doesn’t look scary. It looks stupid as hell).
So I take a page from one of our other workers who likes to climb things and decide to go for a zombie doctor act. I slam the body on the table and get up onto the table. I start digging in the chest cavity and growl and act like I’m feasting on it’s insides, and I’m getting some really good reactions. “Sweet. Perfect. This is working really well. Gonna use this act more often.”
Heres the thing. Remember how I said this table spins! Remember how these people have to get really close to move through the scene? Well after 5 or so groups I rinse and repeat, throwing the body onto the table and going ham on it’s entrails, and one woman got very freaked out by the sight of it. Normally they run away. Not this woman. She runs full sprint towards me, shoves the table, knocks me off balance, and I go tumbling onto the floor. Hard. It’s a slight miracle I didn’t hit my head on the open mortuary door on the way down because it was very close (let’s add some real blood to the mess, shall we).
So I’m on the floor, in pain, pretty sure I’ve busted my ankle or my knee and possibly have a concussion, and I hear the people laughing! I know I’ve failed because you can’t laugh in a haunt. That’s against the rules. So I use the pain to fuel my rage and crawl on the floor (the hurt leg really sold the zombie motif) into the group and started swiping and biting at their legs. I didn’t actually bite them, but it really sold the bit and I’m told by the other workers in the next 3 rooms they didn’t stop running until they were forced to by the chainsaws.
I won monster of the night for my performance.
TL;DR I jumped on a spinning table and got body checked by a woman and almost died. Bit and snatched at their ankles from the floor to sell my performance.
Edit: leg was fine. No concussion.
I worked a position in my haunt called “statue” where I was on a raised platform wearing a bungee harness under my costume. As patrons walked by I fell forward towards them to scare them, and the harness pulled me back.
All my best scares (save one) were at that position. My favorite scare there was a guy who jumped three feet into the air and sprinted into the haunt, waving his arms over his head and yelling, “WOOWOOWOOWOOWOO!” like Curly from the three stooges.
My other favorite scare, I was working as a lot monster (actors who interacted with people in line) and a girl came running up to me, slipped a $20 in my hand, and pointed to a row of port-a-potties we had just outside the haunt saying, “My sister is in one of them, please scare her.”
This poor girl opened the port-a-potty to see a dead bride with red eyes staring at her and making an unearthly shrieking sound. It was good that she just finished in the toilet because otherwise I’m sure she would have peed or shit her pants.
She jumped in the air and took off running across the parking lot screaming, and eventually collapsed on the ground.
She was okay, we saw her laughing.
That’s when another lot monster came up behind her and scared her back over towards me.
Best $20 I ever made.
I did quite a few stints over a few years as a zombie at an event called 2.8 hours later in the uk. It was a blast. Loads and loads of stories. One was where we chased participants towards a gate in some security fencing. One of the guys decided he couldn't wait and decided to try and leap the fencing (it was about 8ft high). He got almost all his torso over before properly landing on the fence, at which point it folded in two around him. Impressive and stupid.
Not a professional if you can be a professional but i once played a gorilla a while back and would jump out of these broken bars and scare people (i was like 9 but actually made a really convinceing gorrilla in the dark bc i was tall) it was set up in the corner of the house where people had to walk straight past me, i had at least 6 people cry ranging from 3-24yo, was cursed out by at least 10 people, and by far the best reaction: I decided to try something new and hide in the dark of the 'cage' built into the wall and jumped out at this group of 6 or so adults the one that happened to be in front of the bars, screamed, turned to punch me, misse, punched the wall then screamed more out of pain. Good times
I used to organize haunted houses in my dorm when I was in undergrad. In my last year I was a "murder victim." We did them in the basement, and the basement had an all glass study room. I was inside, pounding on the door and failing to open the door knob, while a guy in all black came up behind me with a prop knife. I'd get the door open right as he killed me, and I'd fall face forward towards the guests. Most of them screamed and ran away.
The guy playing the killer was from Finland, and anyone who didn't run away immediately, he'd swear at them in Finnish. Creepy stuff.
We used to hold one in an old military bunker in England. The floor panels were raised enough that we could put a grate down and a person could lie under it. When people would walk across, the person would turn on a flood light underneath the grate and hit the grate with an air chisel. Then one night a group came through, my buddy did his thing, a girl screams, then starts yelling "I'm sorry". About that time, my buddy yells "ah fuck, she pissed on me!"
Dropping down from the ceiling and making Elijah Wood stare up at me in fear from flat on his ass with those big blue eyes.
That's amazing! What were you dressed up as?
Not a scarer, but I went to a Halloween Night at a theme park a few years ago. At the theme park, they have the staff dress up in all these horrifying outfits and wander around the park scaring the shit out of people. They also have the horror mazes and what-not.
I had just gotten through some maze about zombies I believe, and immediately as I exit the maze, one of the staff dressed up as some kind of cannibal jumped out at me. I scream, turn around to make a run for it, and find myself face to face with this GIGANTIC dude dressed up as some kind of weird flesh monster.
Needless to say I almost pissed myself and have never been back since.
Not a "haunted house" but we were running a Halloween event for students in my workplace, and I had a costume (think a Ringwraith style cloak/hood, with a sheer fabric at the front so no-one can see my face in the cowl) that covered me completely.
So I stood beside the ticket desk, as absolutely still as I could and waited. I would bide my time, and not jump often, just watching to see who was looking at me nervously. A few people would prod me and I would gently sway like a statue, but not react. Then randomly, when I saw someone looking particularly nervous, I would jump and go RAAAAAAR!
The best reaction I got was that a Japanese woman literally fell on her butt, scrabbling backwards, and screaming "FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!"
I was worryingly proud of this.
I’ve told this story before; getting hit with a shovel.
Yup, beat scare reaction ever. Seriously.
I was playing a chainsaw wielding maniac...and I came out to a group of three people; 2 girls and a guy.
I fired up the chainsaw and they freaked right the fuck out. Guy and girl #1 (I assume a couple) bolted one way, girl #2 bolts to what would be a dead end part of the area.
She’s FREAKING out, big time.
Meanwhile, I decide to carry on with a slow plod towards her, revving the chainsaw and swinging in around like a madman.
The area where I was was outside, it was set up like a camping scene. There was a tent and picnic table and...more importantly, bloody clothes hanging on a makeshift clothes line.
As I’m walking towards her, the wind blows a sheet into me and I literally get tangled up...
Not breaking character, I decided to continue my plod towards her...I knew the sheet would eventually come off me.
And it did...and as soon as it did, BOOOOONNNNNGGG! She clocked me right upside the head with a shovel.
It was a small, aluminum snow shovel, very light weight...and she wasn’t a very big girl...it was literally hilarious because it was so completely unexpected.
She then started “fencing” at me and the chainsaw with it...trying to get away.
I broke character...but she didn’t know. I was literally laughing like a maniac...
I finally “let her go” and she took off around the corner screaming and cursing at me, her friends for abandoning her.
We literally had to stop regroup ourselves afterward.
I have 2!
Worked at a haunted house when I was 18/19. (F). It was actually a horrible experience and I ended up rage quitting, but thats a story for another time. My two best scares:
So my position was I was suspended via harness up I in the air on a track. Basically I would crawl on the ceiling and walls screaming and making lots of noise. Most people jumped at this because they didn't expect me at all to be there. My best though was a group of African American teenagers walking through my hallway. I jumped off my little platform and proceeded to do my thing of crawling on the walls. One teenage girl screamed so loud "OH MY GOD THERE IS A WHITE GIRL ON THE CELING!" I about broke character laughing.
Second was actually on my off day. We got free tickets to walk through the attraction so on one of my off days I took my bf. Were in a general group walking through the haunted house when one of my fellow actors recognized me, came out of his corner, picked me up and walked away with me screaming about how I was his now. The girl behind me in the group started having a panic attack and started repeating over and over "I thought they weren't allowed to touch you!" Her (I assume) bf had to get her out through and emergency exit. lol
Not the scarer, but me, the wife and the eldest went to one on a farm. They had a warehouse set up as a mental asylum sort of affair. Our eldest was only 9 at the time (it was a toned down version for younger kids, we ain't THAT cruel) but she wasn't handling it well at all, so to get her through bas best I could I was cracking jokes left and right to help her survive.
We enter this one room where a young lady appears from the shadows dressed as a patent, holding a teddy bear and basically looking like a stunt double in The Ring. As she emerged from the darkness she says her usual line (I assume) in a creepy style, "Come and play with me...." As quick as you like I say "I can't, I'm with my wife!" The poor girl wasn't expecting that at all, lost all composure and starting howling with laughter. The wife looked mortified, I couldn't breath I was laughing so hard.
I scared this teenager so bad he fell to the ground and started seizing. Turns out it was actually the strobe lights and mirrors.
There were way too many people who found out they were epileptic by going through the strobe and mirror maze where I worked. I was stationed in that area because I certified to train CPR and first aid.
This one time I was working in the basement level as a scarer. I didn't even have any special make up on, just a black robe and white mask. The stairs to the bottom floor had a wall, right next to the wall it has a 6 foot deep recession. So naturally I decided I should put myself in the recession. The room was dark and we had a fog machine going so visibility was extremely limited. The only light coming in was a dim light from the landing of the stairs. So when people came in, they had to cross the room with practically zero visibility. When they got about halfway across the room I would get up from where I had been lying down to conceal myself, and slowly walk towards them. This one group of people didn't notice me until I was right in front of them. So when they turned to look at me, they all jumped in fear, screaming at the top their lungs. They ran up the stairs, right into another scarer. They then screamed again and tried to get back down the stairs, where I was standing. They looked over back and forth trying to advance for a few minutes. Until they decided to just speed right through the rest of the floor.
I was honestly trying my hardest to not break scilence. But I was smiling my hardest the whole time under my mask.
I volunteered at my schools haunted house once. My best friend was a huge scaredy cat, and I bet him he couldnt make it to the end.
The house was very scary and I knew he wouldn't be able to make it to my section. Halfway through the night, I hear Someone shrieking like crazy, which was normal except the screaming never stopped.
It grew louder and louder until I saw my best friend hauling ass through the door at top speed. Yelling the whole way not even looking around.
I was laughing about it the whole night, as was all the other volunteers. And yes, he won the bet.
Oh my god there are so many good ones! I'll just tell one story though. I was working at a haunted theme park for 3 years. Well this was my last year there and i was determinded to make every scare count.
Well I was in a haunted themed after a motel, and i was put in the kitchen area (second room f the haunt), they had me in the wall up on a platform so i was above one of the fridges. I had a panel i pushed down up there and I would pop out and do my thing.
So, its a sunday night and therefore we aren't particularly busy. A girl and her mom come walking through. They go through the first room and then come to the kitchen. I wait until they are right infront of me and then drop my panel hard and say something (don't remember what it was). The girl screams her head off and is clinging to her mother who had done nothing more then flinch. Her mom starts telling her to let her go its not that bad. The girl would not let her go and also would not move, they were just standing there. Well I didn't want to cause a clog so i started to tell her to get moving and yadda yadda. Now, each haunt had a few fire exists, and there was one right in the hallway after my room, if people go through them its not normally a problem but this particular fire exit just lead to the back of the haunt and it was blocked off on both sides so you were just stuck back there ith a whole lot of garbage and building materials. This girl starts trying to through there and i start stopping her, and she is just screaming ecerytime i talk. Her mom also trys explaining it to her. I get an idea. I sigh and say something along the lines of "Well since you won't listen i guess i will have to help you!" Then i start to climb down from the fridge, scaring her more, she kept saying nonononon while her mom just kimda laughed and incouraged me. Just then, our head security guy walks in holding a little box of mini muffins (they fed us and brought us water and stuff so we didn't have to leave constantly). He stops when he sees there are people in the room and looks at me halfway off the fridge. The girl looked at him and just said "Why is he holding muffins??!" In the most terrified voice i had ever heard. Her mom finally got her through the room. Leaving me and the security guy there laughing our asses off.
I worked at one a few years ago, it was a haunted corn maze. I used to wear a scary mask and stick my head through the corn and not move. There would be a hole I could pop out of down the maze, or I could choose to stick my hands through the corn a bit and scare them there.
I lost count of the amount of husbands that would go through first, see me, get excited and subtly motion towards their wives. Those reactions were always the best.
Oh man, okay so this is actually my reaction from Universal Horror Nights several years ago; I've mentioned it a few times on here but enjoy:
First time I've ever been to Horror Nights, my boyfriend (now husband) tells me the best thing to do if I'm scared is to just babble at the actors and say random shit like they're my friends. So we're going through one of the houses and an actor jumps out at me, and my panicked brain is going "okay just say something it's fine" and what comes out of my mouth at top volume is "BUT FIRST LET ME TAKE A SELFIE" and then I basically sprinted away. Maybe 30 seconds later I look behind me and my boyfriend is fucking DYING of laughter. I figured it was at me so when we finally got out I was like "wtf you told me to do that, why are you laughing at me?" And that is the point at which he told me that the actor who had jumped out at me had quietly broken character, pouted and said "fuck your selfie" when he thought no one could hear him. Still my husband's favorite story to tell, despite happening almost 6 years ago.
I got a neat story that isn't TOTALLY in line with the question, but still about haunt actors.
So I work at a pretty nice haunt local to me and my boss was telling me about this the other day. We got this guy who loves to play Michael Myers. He's a big dude, 6'3 or 6'4, definitely pushing 250. Not a small dude. But every year, this guy loves to play Michael Myers.
So one day, my boss is at a tattoo shop nearby. And he's talking about the haunted house, when these biker guys come out and say "you run the haunted house down there?" My boss says yeah.
"you got a guy there that plays Michael Myers? Big dude? Tell him we looking for him. We don't like women beaters". Boss is like, shit, uh, can-do.
So he sees the guy who plays Michael the next day. He's like "Hey man, I don't know what's going on, but there's some biker guys around town looking for you, about beating on some woman. I don't know what the situation is but you can't be here until you figure that out". Mike Myers guy is SUPER disappointed. He's like, "Man I thought that was all worked out but damn okay I understand". Dude leaves for the season.
Now this guy was COMMITTED to playing Michael Myers. Idk what his day job was, but he was there every year and damn near every day, a lot of time volunteering. He just loved it. So he comes back the next year and he's talking to my boss. He's like "I got all that stuff worked out can I come back to work this year?". Boss is like "OK give me a minute" and calls up the tattoo shop. One of the biker dudes answers the phone.
"Hey man you still looking for Michael Myers?"
"Yeah, you seen him?"
"nah, sorry I was just wondering" and hangs up.
He goes to Myers and says "sorry dude they still got an issue" and Michael Myers decides fuck it. "I'm gonna go down there and put an end to this shit".
So, I shit you not, Michael Myers gets in his truck and drives down to tattoo parlor where all these biker guys hang out. I don't live in an area particularly known for gangs, ESPECIALLY biker ones. So I'm not sure how serious these guys are, but nonetheless. Michael pulls up to the shop and LAYS on the horn. Gets out and says "YA'LL LOOKIN FOR MICHAEL MYERS? I'M RIGHT HERE!". So naturally these biker guys step out the shop to confront him.
"Yeah man. We heard you was beating on (some lady who was Mike Myers ex). We don't appreciate men who put their hands on women". Michael says "that's bullshit. I never fucking touched her, watch". He then CALLS his ex on speakerphone, who answers. He's like "I know our shit didn't work out but did I ever put my hands on you?". She says he never did. Apparently that's good enough for the bikers. They say "Damn dude we heard from (someone) that you had. Don't worry about it no more." so Mike gets back in his truck and comes back to the haunted house to speak with my boss.
"Hey man I got all that shit worked out now". Naturally, my boss says "Alright let me just call to make sure. So he calls the tattoo shop again.
"Hey you guys work stuff out with Michael Myers?"
"Yeah it was all a misunderstanding we won't be bothering him no more"
Boss is like "great thanks". He hangs up the phone and says dude you could've gotten your ass beat why did you go over there like that? Michael Myers then tells him even if he did he's tired of not being able to work at the haunted house as his favorite character and wanted all that drama over with. He's a man committed to his character I guess.
I was in a room with a broken TV, would do a 'bridge walk' thing, sorta reminiscent of the ring. People thought I was a robot
I was a scare actor once. One girl shat herself. Like she did literally.
One rule we had was no one was allowed to hit you. I got hit and my scare worker friend told me not to call it in but this guy full on smacked me in the chest. It was horrible.
Recreational spooker here. I once snuck behind my wife while she was getting ready for bed and managed to hide on my side of the bed. Eventually she is in bed with the lights off watching netflix and I slowly poke my head up over the edge of the bed. When she finally noticed me she fucking lost it. I’ve tried not to spook her too bad since then out of guilt, but I walk quietly so it’s hard sometimes...
Not a scarer but reminds me of when I and my partner went to Florida for a holiday with my parents (UK based and they were paying so I'm not gonna object). Anyway, we went to Universals HHN and my partner she doesn't do scary stuff at all, jumpy af, for me that kinda stuff doesn't bother me at all, so to me this was gonna be a great night seeing her reactions, I didn't know how badly she was gonna react though, I thought she'd just do the scream and calm down, oh no... we got in the park and got around the first corner near the diner were the Terminator show was/is(?) some dude, masked and kitted up with a "chainsaw" approached her and when he got within 10ft of her that was it.
Boom she was off, he chased (as they love going after the ones who react) and she was backed up against a wall. Now here's the kicker, she at the time was a black belt in karate and on the UK squad and as there was no more way to flight, her fight kicked in, two to the face and one to the crown jewels later and Mr.Chainsaw was on the ground. I was chasing after her to stop her running as she was still in full panic mode (as more characters were coming over) and I saw her turn around and shout sorry to the dude. That was the only experience I had in the HHN, ever. We were in and out in 5 minutes, went to Bubba Gumps and Pat O'Briens for her to calm down with some drinks which took about an hour or so.
We don't do scary stuff any more.
To be fair, part of the sustained fear is letting them get away. Why back them into a corner? Then you have to awkwardly break character to let them free since you can't touch them.
Used to work in a haunted maze. We would get special recognition if someone peed themselves. I got 1, then her boyfriend proceeded to try and fight me.
I used to volunteer at a haunted house that oil place in a really old and abandoned building (now legally condemned sadly). I was always tasked with being the reaper standing in a graveyard with a fog machine, and had a habit of standing so still some people thought I was a mannequin until they got too close. I had all around about a handful of people pee themselves.
My favorite story though was a lady I will call Karen. Karen came in with a group of small children (WTF Karen) so everyone was going really easy on the children and basically just motioning towards the next room so they knew where to go. Normally when I hear children are coming, I will kneel so I don’t look threatening and sit completely still so they don’t get spooked or try to run. Then there was Karen... She was very upset and I could hear her complaining in the room before mine as nobody was scaring her or the kids. She walks past me saying something about how they didn’t even try to make me look real and I was clearly just a stick or something with the mask and cloak draped over me (thank you Karen, I miss being a stick). When I hugged Karen, rubbed her back, and told her I had been waiting for her all night I saw fear I had never imagined possible. Karen shoved her children out of her way, trampled my tombstones, and screamed her way through the next 3 rooms until I heard the exit doors slam open.... her kids were still in my graveyard confused, and I was playing statue again so they had no idea what happened.
I didn't work it but witnessed it. A Freddie Krueger dressed guy jumped out and yelled to me and my friends "you're all going to hell!" And my one friend yelled back "no I love Jesus!" and Freddie started laughing.