Haunting-Adeline

more minutes to come up to the front of the line, and we’re free of Mark
and his creepy friends.
Even though we’re walking into a stuffy haunted house, it feels lighter in
here.
The house is adorned in pink, with white wooden floors, frills
everywhere, and dead li le girls giggling all around. Down the hall, I swear
I spot a four-foot doll crossing the hall, her body distorted from the colorful
smoke and her face bloody.
She’s gone before I can tell for sure.
Daya and I huddle together, looking le and right—not quite sure which
direc on to go. A man with a peeling, bloodied face slips out from the
shadows before us, and another girl dressed up as a demented doll comes
out, a bloody knife in her grip.
It’s so sudden, I jerk back. Daya’s screams pierce my ears as they give
chase, pushing us towards a living room with a blue couch and a
mannequin giving birth to a child.
I don’t get the chance to look long enough before another monster is
jumping out at us.
I laugh through a scream, running away from a mechanical mannequin
that resembles a Grim Reaper.
Daya’s nails dig into my arm. An assortment of monsters and dolls jump
out at us, ge ng in our faces and scaring the living daylights out of us.
One reason that Satan’s Affair is so popular is that they carefully pick
their actors.
They’re too good at their job. Not only do they have the best makeup,
but they know exactly what to do to scare the absolute shit out of you.
We swing around back to the foyer, but this me, we’re chased up the
stairs. Daya trips on one of the steps, and her curses are swallowed up by
my cackling.
“Fuck off,” she squeals through laughter, her eyes s ll wide with fright as
she con nues to fall up the stairs to get away from the monster.
We finally make it to the top, nearly sprawling on the floor as we’re
overcome with a mixture of laughter and terror.
The monster leaves us be as we right ourselves and make our way down
the hallway, the flickering strobe lights crea ng a trippy effect. The smoke
is heavier up here, making it harder to see.