"I feel like a ghost hunter," I ramble to the Howl-O-Scream crew strapping me into the GoPro camera apparatus that will be documenting my reaction. Small talk seems to be the only way I can avoid it. I know my fate. I'm about to go through a haunted house, alone.
The folks at Busch Gardens' Howl-O-Scream have done it again this Halloween with their latest horror, Dead Fall, the haunted green house with a history. Creepy Victorian home, whispering voices demanding you acknowledge their existence ... and the dark. Holy crap, is this house dark.
I'm a Howl-O-Scream veteran. I made my first venture in fifth grade, back in 2007, when I became weirdly intrigued by the attraction's ability to make me want to scream and, well, wet my pants.
Dead Fall delivers the intrigue, for sure, with fog machines, perfect timing (for them, not me), and scare actors who are committed to their jobs. Busch Gardens has the art of scaring people down to a science. You can watch me muddle through with my scream cam at tb-two.com. I move at slug's pace because my legs are shaking so hard I am almost immobile.
But I make it. Sweaty, a bit disoriented and momentarily blinded, I survive Dead Fall. Check it out yourself through Nov. 1.
Just try not to freak out as much as I did.
Katie Lamont, former tb-two* student editor, attends the University of South Florida.
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'I really don't want to do this'
Watch Katie Lamont brave the shovel-scraping and laughing dead inside Howl-O-Scream's Dead Fall. Is she having fun or what? Go to tb-two.com.