Last night was an increadably amazing, terror infused Halloween Screem Fest at the "Power House of Terror" located in the old power plaint of the insane asylum, right here in Toronto.
"The Power House, constructed in 1936, was built by the patients of the Lakeshore Psychiatric Centre. The Power House ceased operation in 1979 when the hospital closed. The Power House and surrounding buildings are listed as Toronto's most haunted." ~ ChaityHaunt.ca
Our evening of fear filled fun began as I picked Sebi up from his after school program, along with his new friend Ulysses, and the three of us headed out to the Mandarin Buffet. We ate, we laughed, we pulled apart cuttle fish and muscles to see how they worked and it was fabulous fun for both us and the many spectators that were watching our experiments. At the end of dinner, while having desert, I showed Ulysses how to make an 'umbrella copter' out of the little papper parisols that can in our drinks. It didn't take long for him to get the nack of it, and before long the three of us were twirlling tops and captivating kids all over the room. A little girl who sitting behind us, about the same age as Anna, was telling her mommy she wanted an umbrella too; when we went to leave the restaruant we gave her our umbrellas to play with, and I was so proud of the boys for their sharing with her. I could already tell it was gonna be a great night!
When we got to the Power House of Terror, there were crazy prisoners and mental pateints outside in the parking lot running up to the car screeming at us, guys in masks wheelding chainsaws, and many other gouls roaming the outter grounds. The party was starting before we even got inside...
The first attraction was a small outter building, errected for the occasion, and it was completely dark inside. A maze of lattice walls, covered in black cloth surrounded us, it was hard to see and you had to feel your way through the darkness. We only got a few feet before the boys got scared and Ulysses offered to turn on his iPhone flashligh ap so we could see better and make our way through. With lighted iPhone in hand, I lead the way as the boys trailed behind me wearily, holding on to the strap of my purse...
So much darkness, many wrong turns and few cobwebs later, we entered into the first freaky fiasco as a witch like woman asked us if we wanted to play? She was ghost faced and had dark circles under her vacant eyes, expressionless to a point of uncertainty, she was bit of a trip to see. A foggy bubbling couldren behind her, was filled with body parts, and her headless bloodied dolls scatered around the room lended the great ideaology, that this girl 'was not all there'...
As we turned the corner a masked phsycopath jumed out at us, and his bloddied mess of an operating table was surrounded with jars of pickled organs, rotting flesh and covered in an open corpse with all it's internal organs exposed... I was so cool! Blood spattered on the walls, dimly light office surroundings, and his crazy banter made the whole thing come to life. As we could see a flickering of white light in the near distance we carried on, not knowing what in God's name would come next???
As I turned the next corner a skiny looking clown with a cleaver geated me by asking if he could "chop off my toes and eat them for luch?" For those of you who know my extreme fear of clowns, I'm sure you'll realize how hard it was for me to walk past the poor guy without decking him, and walk through a rainbow covered room with bubbles, and kreepy looking clown dolls dripping and twisting from the cielling above. I kept walking and all I could hear was the clown saying, "Don't run away! Where are you going? I wanna kill you & eat your flesh for dinner. please come back and let me kill you?" I knew it was fake, but my inner fears had me on high alert, and I just wanted to get out of that of the clown part of this and on to the next room so it would be over. The darkness around the corner concluded we were almost there. I was so thakful to get rid of crazed clown freak, and back to something I coulod handle.
"ARGHHHHH!!!!!"
A Giant Crazy Faced Fully Masked CLOWN Dripping Blood & Taunting to kill me, was just inches from my FACE! My first instinct was to punch him in the face and run to safety, luckily my own reason set in a millasecond later, telling me it was 'pretend' so the only thing I did was drop the 'F Bomb' just below my breath as I exhaled in reliefe.
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That for me was the scariest part of the entire night! With the children behind me and the killer clown just inches away from my body, I was literally shuddering on the outside in fear. Even though he wasn't touching me, I could feel the pressance of the clown and I aware through my body's sensation every second, just exactly were and how far away from me he was.
The kids were yelling and screaming, not in terror but in fun. Ulysses made it a lighter experiance for himself by asking all the creepy monsters if he could have a hug?
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Seb and I would laugh, but Ulysses said it was much easier for him to handle the fear if he made it funny and asked them to give him a hug. I said, "Hey- whatever works!"
We had left the clowns behind and entered into a spinning black tunnle covered in multi coulored glowing splatter, and crossed the bridge to the next part of the action. Some creepy little dude with a moldy face was sitting there and he taunted and followed us. Surounding us and leading us. It was almost like that littel Golem guy in 'Lord of the Rings' the way he moved acted and such. It was pretty neat. We pazed through more amazing mazes, into disembodied corpses, and through a tight squeez of an exit to make our way out.
"That was Totally Awsome!!!" Cried the boys. And as the excitedly hollared about all they see and tried to figure out what scared them the most, we made our way to the next exhibit.
As we entered the Power House itself, a prison gaurd sat at a desk and screamed, "Natzi Zombies have invaded the Asylum! All the patentiants are trying to escape! There's zombies Every Were! Go! GO!"
We entered the door to thye asylum and there were prisoners and patents screeming behind chain link cages, ratteling the wire wickedly and trying escape to freedom. "Save Me! SAVE ME!" came their cries. "Let Me OUTTA HERE!!!!" They were shreeking with insanity, and grabbing at us through holes in their encasments begging desperately for help. We carried on in absolute fear of what we woould find next?
More bodies, more decrepid dolls and many organs later we turned into a brightly light bathroom with a chubby boy covered in brown from head to toe. "Do you like Poo? I like Poo. I Love Poo!" he chanted as he streamed his hands up and down walls covering them with thick brown graffiti.
EWW!!!
He was a 'Poo Boy' and he had messed the walls, stalls and the four toilets between them with chocolate colored mess. This sh*t was SICK!
We left the terd behind us and continued into another room with a very sad girl just standing there, lonley and scared all by herself. Her bed was empty, her doll was dead and she looked so hurt and alone staring into your eyes as you passed her by. Around the corner sat another lonely looking soul. Another girl, older and chubbier, sitting quietly at a table not saying a single word. As you made your way to pass her by, the most blood curdelling scream pierced your ears, and it was shocking that such a noise could even be made.
"Get Out Of HERE!" Came another womans screams, as she came from behind us and chased through her bedroom. Her insane commands, "GET OUT! GET OUT! Will you Just GET OUT!!!" were so desperately real, you really feel like you were intruding on her tiniest shred of sanity. We Got OUT & turned into a jungle of sorts. A dry leaf and palm covered wilderness drooped from the cieling and walls. You couldn't see or tell what was in there because it was so thick with brush, but as creature and cretans jumped out from the thick, you were pushed and prodded into to the next encasement of anarchy. A littel girl was sitting in a cage, and a crazy beef faced maniac asked us if we'd like to join her?
We climbed the stairs and walked through a tunel with some phsycotic pale faced entity following us. There was no were to run, the tunnle ended with nothing but a big refridgerator door to the left. The cold pale follower opened the door to the fridge, and as we climbed through we saw were inside a cube freezer surrounded by dead bagged bodies and blood dripping limbs hanging from their meat hooks above. It was cold in there and the fod from the grave yard outside was seeping to the freezer just enough to make it look even colder than it in fact was. The grave yard was no hell, but as we procieded through chaotic convicts in there striped suits, came at us with their roaring gas powered chainsaws flairing, and they chased Sebbi out of the grounds and into the parking lot.
It was amazing! such a good time.
While we sat there freaking out with all the fun we just had I remembered there were Tshirts and Coffin rides here too. We went for a walk to find the extra events and I picked up a T for me and Seb to share which came with a free Coffin ride w purchase, and piad the $5.00 for Ulysses to have a ride too.
Ulysses went first, and while he was in the coffin we coould see his face on the TV screen which was linked to the camera inside. The coffin started to rattle and shake, bounce and thrive with verosity. I asked the guy working the ride what was going on and he explained all the features the coffin had inside. I guess when you're in there there's an audio recording of people talking, a truck driving, it's pitch black with not a speck of light to be seen, you get the sensation of spines grinding along the back of your spine, something that feels like hands grabbing your legs, and various smells changing, all set to a story line of events playing in the back ground. It sounded totally cool and Seb couldn't wait to have his turn.
Almost as soon as Seb went in I turned to Ulysses and said, "Wouldn't be awesome if we had one of those chainsaw guys here to scare Sebbi when he get out of the coffin?"
The ride operator seemed interested and said "yeah?"
"Oh Yeah!" I said, "that was the one thing that scared him THE MOST tonight! That would be so awesome if the would be when he got out!"
"Do you want to get them?" Asked the operator. "I get them to do it if you want me to?"
"YEAH!" I said in great excitement. "Do It! Totally DO IT! That WOULD BE SO GREAT!!!!!"
The operator turned to me quickly before he set off and said, "You're so crule- but I love it!"
We all laughed.
He came back only minutes later, with about 2 minutes to spare on the coffin ride. The very same Chainsaw Masocistic Murder who had chased Seb out in to the parking lot, was standing at the foot of the coffin ready to pounce...
The coffin opened, Sebbi smiled and when the Chainsaw Wielding Worrior came jumping at him, he covered his face with both of his arms screeaming in terroristic delight!
LMAO!!!
It was too funny & LOVED IT!
We honestly had an amazing time last night and it was worth every penny to laugh, sream and experience all the Horrors of the Power House. All the money raised from the Power House of Terror goes towards the Sick Kids Hospital right here in Toronto. So if anyone reading this is from the GTA, I highly recomend BOTH the Horror and the Help that this Horrificly Fun evening provides.
I don't have time to spell check or proof read this at the moment, as I have to get ready to go out and see the Dalai Lama this afternoon at the Rogers Center. I'll be back to check this poast and write a new one about his Holiness, later tonight or sometime this weeked.
And for those of you who think I belong in the Nut House, I happen to Have Frequent Flyer Miles there, as my Campus IS The Lakeshore Pyshiatric Ward made over to be HUMBER's LAKESHORE CAMPUS!
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