It was oktoberfest this weekend, a left over remnant of when german rocket gurus ran Redstone. They bring in a midway and the rides this year looked prehistoric.
Except for on ride. Called the ghosttrain. Clearly it was a darkride. A buggy took you on aquick ride through a short winding route where things jump out at you. I had to ride it.
It was beautiful outside. Freashly painted and looking suitably scary. I was sure it would be wonderful fodder for new ideas for my haunt.
I was wrong.
The fresh paint hid the truly scary thing inside. Nothing. That’s right. Nothing.
My five year old can build a better haunt than this crazy ride.
Made me cry.