Carter was still in the corner crying when the metal door opened once more and the next group shuffled in. The door slammed shut behind the group.
Carter quickly wiped her tears and joined the next group determined to get out the room and rejoin her own group.
The lights shut off once more and all you could hear was the wailing of the mental patients once more. The familiar scream of "Find the door if you can!" was heard once more and the current group went every which way searching for a door.
Carter made sure to stick close to a few people and after a few minutes they finally found the hidden door and left.
With a sigh of relief, Carter leaned back against the door for a moment and took a deep breath. When she saw everybody leaving without her she quickly ran and caught up with them.
The next room was tame compared to the last few minutes she spent in the insane asylum room. It was covered in radioactive looking sludge and half-melted people were running around, crazed. She managed to get through without being lunged at and made it safely to the next room. She was relieved to find the end of the house, except that wasn't what it was at all.
The room simulated outside perfectly, with fog hanging over the ground and a few young trees scattered through the grass. Crickets chirped contentedly, and all seemed well.
That made it even scarier when a howl cut through the artificial night and a wolf tore through the fog. Carter could tell it wasn't an illusion because the fog moved around it, but knew it couldn't be a real dog. Nevertheless, she screamed and ran ahead of the group. Another wolf jumped into her path, snarling and dripping blood from its mouth.
Carter drew her plastic pirate sword and hit it on the head soundly before running through the door to the next room.
She immediately regretted it.
The room was made to simulate a bouncy castle with a ball pit. There were ankle deep colorful balls, except a lot were crushed and/or covered in blood. Halfway through the room, alone, a clown tore through the wall and charged her. At least ten others did the same until she was pressed against the back wall, screaming.
They quickly left her for the group coming in, and she escaped.
After a little bit of searching she found the entrance to the next room.
She was about to open the door when she looked on the wall beside it. There was a plaque that read, 'Slaughterhouse'.
She took a deep breath and steeled herself before opening the door.
The pungent smell of meat attacked her nose as soon as she entered. Around her hung dozens of dead pigs.
She almost vomited at the sight.
Barely in the room, suddenly a butcher with a cleaver ran toward her, swinging his weapon haphazardly.
She yelped and ran away, but he continued to pursue her. She found herself once again pressed into a corner and the man stood above her, meat cleaver raised over his head.
Carter was saved by the door to the room opening again.
The butcher quickly ran off to scare his next victims.
She recovered herself as quickly as she could. Her heart still raced as she searched the room for the exit. She had to shove aside a fake dead cow for the exit. Her hands came back sticky and cold. She had to try really hard to keep her Halloween candy in her stomach.
She entered the next room as stealthily as possible and slid into the corner, careful not to prompt any actors to attack her. The room remained dark and silent until the next group came in, when it exploded with action. The ceiling lit up with explosions and fake cannons loudly fired from every corner. Zombies in war torn army uniforms staggered around. Deafening gunfire and explosions went on all over, but other than that the room wasn't horribly scary. It was certainly better than the clowns or the butcher.
She took a moment to collect herself properly, then dashed across the battlefield.
She plowed through the door to the next room. She definitely wasn't prepared for what she saw next.
Around her were women and men chained up and being tortured unrelentlessly. Blood poured from their wounds and the screams that tore from their mouths were earth-shattering.
But, the things that tortured them were even more terrifying.
It was everything you expected demons to look like.
Black wings sprouted from their backs, ragged and molting. Their clothes were dark and very obviously stained with blood. The grins on their faces could only be described as demonic.
They wielded whips and maces, and so many other weapons of torture.
The scene stopped Carter in her tracks. She was horrified by what she saw.
Though the shock didn't last long when one of the demons came up behind her screeched right into her ear.
Carter screamed and ran past them as fast as she could.
They laughed as she ran in horror.
She was almost to the door when she was cut off by another demonic creature.
It sneered in her face and she could clearly see the blood pouring from it's mouth.
She turned and ran the other way, and found a small opening in the wall where the monsters couldn't see her.
She covered her ears to block out the wails of pain and the cackling of the horrible beasts in the room.
Please somebody find me... She thought as she cried.