You can say chicken, just don't say turkey

The good doctor measured Hannah Foster's head to gauge the size of her brain.
There were zombies inside waiting and apparently they were hungry. Watching the fun was Rebekah McMillan.  

We were warned to watch our steps for scattered body parts, to be prepared for things that go bump in the night, to be aware off unseen hands grabbing us and to not be concerned about hallways that get narrower and narrower.

We were also told that if things got too scary that it was okay to scream 'chicken'. A monster could escort us to the exit. But don't say 'turkey'. Apparently there were creatures inside that really enjoyed turkey.

I told myself I wouldn't say turkey. There was no way I could guarantee I wouldn't say chicken though.

Bowmanville's Fright Night at the Firehouse Youth Centre packed them in again Saturday night. I brought my daughter Rebekah and her friend Hannah Foster again for some thrills. We weren't disappointed.

From the moment we got to the front door we were entertained by two mad doctors who took an unnatural interest in our skulls. There were zombies inside we were told and they were hungry. Great.

Then Beetlejuice came around the corner to warn us about the sandworms. Great, something else to watch out for!

Who was going to scream first we were asked. It was hard to tell due to the fact all three of us screamed in terror for 15 minutes straight.

Beetlejuice kept an eye on the crowd to make sure we were okay.

Beetlejuice came out to greet and frighten a few of the visitors
to the Firehouse Youth Centre's Fright Night.

We went from room to room getting frightened by evil clowns, hungry zombies, mischievous goblins and infamous villains. Then we came to the end of a hallway and at the end of it was Freddy Krueger. Did I mention Freddy Krueger has always been able to frighten the 'bejesus' out of me? Well it didn't take us long to get out of that hallway but it didn't matter, there were more hallways to get through.

When we entered Fright Night at the Firehouse Youth Centre this was
the spooky bar we encountered. They weren't serving anything we wanted to consume!

Let me measure your cranium ladies.

I didn't think it was possible to get frightened and shocked more than I did at last year's Fright Night event. I was wrong. The volunteers who helped put this event together should be given credit, they did an awesome job. Best of all all proceeds went to the United Way. As far as I'm concerned that's a win-win for everyone.

I've always loved Halloween and all the spooky things it does for me. Fright Night has given me one more reason to love it.