The anticipation is what gets you.
As you walk room to room, you grab on to the person in front of you — friend or stranger — and wait for the inevitable: the roar of a chainsaw, the moans of the undead or the shrill squeals of hospital experiments gone wrong.
And they get you, but you keep going. They pop out from the dark corners or hang from the ceiling. You walk through the abandoned war zones or the haunted hotels and let the fear take over, because it’s Halloween.
Haunted houses are a staple in October as we seek to be thrilled and terrified by costumed creatures of the night. You have quite a few options across the Front Range; we’ve gathered some for you, if you dare.
“I never quarrel with a man who buys ink by the barrel,” former Indiana Rep. Charles Brownson said of the press. But we need your help to keep up with the rising cost of ink.
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