Thread: Post your funny haunted house story

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I thought it would be funny to hear stories of funny things that have happened to you in a haunted house or if you have worked in one and have stories. I saw an old thread on here from 2004 but I am sure there are new stories out there.

I haven't been to a haunted attraction in years but the last time I was wearing slip on shoes and when chainsaw guy came for me I couldn't keep my shoes on to run. I still think back to how I must have looked to him trying to run and keep my shoes on at the same time.

At a HauntCon conference I remember people saying they had to build fences to keep people from running into trees when they were scared. That would have been me...but at a slow pace.

Dying to hear more. All of the ones I've heard are about you and the family hehe.

Sorry, I don't really have anything funny. I am the one who puts on the haunt with not-so-reliable volunteers and always get stressed out for the fisrt half of the haunt until I get the actors doing what I want. Too many times they scare them so hard they break my haunt! Or they try to touch the patrons!

In 2010 this girl who was really freaked out punched my actor in the face and then later the same actor got kicked in the stomach...haha

Not related to a haunt, but rather to a guided, walking "ghost tour" in Edinburgh back in summer '08.

The guide (a petite college-age young woman who tried her best to put on a solemn face) led our group by candlelight down the hill toward an old church -- drawing a blank on the name right now? As we entered through the open cemetery gates, we passed near one of the benches, where a homeless man was sleeping or otherwise just laying there.

So we go into the graveyard. The guide has us all gather 'round and she proceeds to tell a spooky tale, with the candle held close to and uplighting her face. Towards the end of her story, the homeless man interrupts her, walking into the midst of our group and asks if he can light his cigarette.

She says no. He leans in anyway, real close. She leans back, trying to keep the candle flame away from him. But he's persistent, so there's some tugging back-and-forth on her hand holding the candle. Finally, she gives this exasperated sigh, and lets him light the cigarette.

He wanders off . . . And then she tries to resume the ghost story where she'd left off, but most of us in the group are still laughing.

Originally Posted by killerhaunts

Sorry, I don't really have anything funny. I am the one who puts on the haunt with not-so-reliable volunteers and always get stressed out for the fisrt half of the haunt until I get the actors doing what I want. Too many times they scare them so hard they break my haunt! Or they try to touch the patrons!

Sometimes I dream of having my own haunt and then I think it would make Halloween just another job. Sorry! Hope this year you have a better year!

One year my friends and I went to a haunted house at a local pool. When I got to the exit, a guy with a chainsaw came running out behind us to scare us. My friends ran screaming away, but I just calmly walked out so he ran up to me and put the chainsaw right up close to my lower leg. I just said "Hey, I need that leg" and kept walking at my regular pace.

Another haunted house I went to was a military sort of theme (Silo X) and so they had a lot of actors running around dressed in camo with messed-up faces like zombies or something. One guy came up and tried really hard to scare my sister and I, but he was wearing glasses and it kinda took away from the scary aspect, so I just said "I've never seen a ghoul with glasses!" (I think he growled and roared at us and then left.)

For some reason I always unintentionally tend to make jokes while going through haunted houses...
Last time I went with one friend we kept asking the "monsters" if they would be our friends. Like a "monster" pops out to scare us and our reaction is, "Hey can I be your friend?" One of the monsters was going to everyone and asking them to stay with him (to scare people) but my friend and I just agreed and said sure we'd love to stay, can we? LOL

Couple of stories...

Me and my teenage friends are all dressed up. I'm Indiana Jones.
We go to a great haunted house put on by the local Boy Scouts in Texas - big sucker, old abandoned train depot in the middle of a field, hay ride to get there, hot food vendors, great show.
The entrance is a cube, a room designed to take in the crowd and then lower them down to the basement entrance, but the room distracts you from the lowering sensation by lowering the ceiling a few feet.
Neat gimmick.
Ceiling starts to lower, small chinese boy with his parents immediately begins bawling me out..
"You said stand against the wall! I no touch anything!"

Second story...
Was running a haunt for the City of Edmond, OK out at Lake Arcadia, a walk through some the darkest, nastiest woods in the region. People loved it, had a ton of customers, made good money for the off-season.
The last night a squall line is moving in from the northwest, a rolling coil of lightening and thunder and torrential rain, but it is just growling a few miles away over the treeline when a group rushes up.
Please, can we go? We can make it if we hurry.
One of the guides (my wife) says okay, we can try, and proceeds to lead them into the trees, lantern in hand.
She makes it ten yards in when the Park Manager steps out of the dark - wearing a yellow rain slicker with the hood up.
He intends to tell her there is no way they can go on, and we need to refund these folks and get them under shelter.

He never gets a chance.

He stepped out right in front of the guide, my wife, who knew every inch of the haunt and knew no one was stationed there.
She let out a single animal-terror scream and abandoned the group at full speed.
The group screamed in response, and ran for their cars.

We had to flag them down in the wind and the rain to give them their money back, as well as explain to each car what had happened and to not call the police.

Final note - storm was bad, blew through the park for over an hour. Most of the actors and techs got inside, but a squad of seven zombies plus the Grim reaper had to abandon the cemetery and pack themselves into a hearse we were renting for a scene.

I needed a good laugh tonight. Thanks guys.

7-8 year old boy walks into my cemetery leading the way...."That ain't scary, that ain't scary either"....cue air cylinder screaming zombie pop up from behind tombstone-watch boy high tail it back behind mom...."now THAT was scary......ZR