BGWScream said:I hate to bring this up but with the Ebola virus outbreak, I fear that a park guest will get offended by Wendigo Woods and want it to be changed. I can seriously see this happening after yesterday's news.
Nicole said:I suggest you write the Virginia Gazette about it.
Cowboy Joe said:*doesn't matter*
I'm impressed they managed to tie in Catacombs. Good job with the stories BGW!The old adage rings true: where there’s smoke…there’s fire. For our final Terror-story Tuesday, we’re taking you to the singed cobblestones of Demon Street.
The sky glows red from the blaze that is devouring the doomed city, a beacon that can be seen from far away. Through a haze of smoke a glimpse of pointed horns, a skeletal hand, the scaled hide of a monster, or the looming specter of a shrouded figure can just barely be seen. Paris, the city of light, has become the city of flames.
Underneath the surface lies a labyrinth of skeletal remains. The unseeing eyes of statues solemnly gaze upon those who venture near the tomb’s entrance. Were there stone mouths able to speak, they would utter a grave warning: the city’s dead have arisen and walk once more amongst the living. Successfully navigate the maze-like twists and turns of the crypt to escape the ghostly clutches of those who long ago met their own frightening fate.
The pounding pulse of music lures lost souls deeper into the city, lures them to their demise. Flames burn in the pits of dark eyes that once watched and the gaping maw of a monstrous skull grins as the victims draw near. Presiding over this grim tableau is a fearsome demon weaving a dark spell into the music. Entranced by the rhythm and the haunting glow of a city ablaze, these revelers are unaware of the dangers surrounding them. The thudding beat drowns out even the sound of the crackle of the fire spreading rapidly across the area. The growling roar of chainsaws heralds the arrival of hordes of fiery fiends prowl the area picking off victims and subjecting them to nightmarish fates.
The flames rise higher and higher, soon the whole city – and anyone in it- will be consumed as Paris burns to the ground.
We hope you enjoyed learning the grim backstories behind the parks five Terror-torries, but the frightful fun isn’t quite over yet. Stay tuned for more behind-the-screams posts from Howl-O-Scream, which is open every Fri. Sat. and Sun. through Oct. 26.
I feel like this happens often.Paris, the city of light, has become the city of flames.
Applesauce said:I feel like this happens often.Paris, the city of light, has become the city of flames.
The Tomato said:Applesauce said:I feel like this happens often.Paris, the city of light, has become the city of flames.
That's offensive to French people, but they'll probably surrender faster than the park did to the gazette.
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