2024 HAUNT: Ghosts of the Night
No one knows what year it all started, but 13 days prior to All Hallows' Eve the remnants of old tombstones in front of the house appear to pulsate with an eerie glow stirring up the shadows that lie below. This year's haunt is a graveyard of unrest. Many are buried, but many souls sing out as the undead awakens.
Soon it becomes apparent that the night belongs to Halloween as those who are buried beneath the earth entertains the living.
Soon it becomes apparent that the night belongs to Halloween as those who are buried beneath the earth entertains the living.
Highlights
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Haunted Graveyard
guarded by |
Silent Sentinels
Steadfast and still, the stones do keep,
Vigil over those in eternal sleep. Sentinels silent, in rows they stand, Guarding the memories of the land. Each etching, a name, a date, a life, A testament of joy, love, and strife. In their silence, they speak so loud, Of each soul, once bright, now shroud. Guardians of stories, of times gone by, Under the sun, the moon, the sky. In their watch, we remember and find, The lasting footprints of mankind. By Maya Anthony |
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The Boo Crew
performing 
Encore performance to include
Ode to Halloween |
Welcome to Our Haunted House
You know that old house at the end of the road
The one that nobody ever dares go They all have good reason to shy and stay clear Of that spooky abode and its dark atmosphere For waiting inside are all matter of frights Especially on those cold dark and stormy nights It lays in ruin but down and overgrown But to all of us ghosts it our haunted sweet home Welcome to Our Haunted House Step right in, don't loiter about The ghosts are dying to give you a tour Down every dank and dark corridor The shadows whisper and the floorboards creak And every cobweb hung with care, We've done our best to keep it cold and bleak, So, you be prime for every scare Welcome to Our Haunted House Around these bends somethings waits to pop out A thousand horrors are lurking within To frighten you right out of your skin A phantom hiding beneath that old bedspread A severed hand creeps across the floor Our basement loaded with the living dead And we've got specters by the score Welcome to Our Haunted House Ghosts can't be real, but now you're having your doubts Just spend the night here, will prove it to you By making all of your nightmares come true It's bound to scare you When you see our ghostly revue We double dare you Don't be daunted brave our haunted house |
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Phantom Wraith
sensing |
Souls Through Fear
A wraith is a ghost or ghostlike image of someone,
especially one seen shortly before or after their death. Wraiths are undead creatures that can be confused with shadows or mist. They are incorporeal but when in presence of mortals they feed upon their emotions... especially fear. So slip quietly past and don't go to sleep, so you can pray your soul to keep. |