#705: Haunting Houses

October 28th, 2016 § permalink

It starts with a table of keys, two dead flowers and a rubber rat.

A few meters behind, there’s a cardboard door to a cardboard house. Crumpled butcher paper strung high to the empty warehouse ceiling simulate fog and fire, while a smoke machine pumps an acrid version of the former.

A moment later, the door opens and the real estate agent comes out, and now comes the moment I tell you this isn’t your typical haunted house.

This isn’t your typical haunted house.

Why would it be?

“I hate haunted houses,” said the woman who designed it. » Read the rest of this entry «

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