By Eugenia Moskowitz
The annual Salisbury Mills Haunted Firehouse thrilled older children and teens alike as members of the fire company — dressed as zombies, machete-wielding swamp-creatures, and other ghouls — chased hapless visitors by the hundreds on the evenings of Oct. 25 and 26. The darkened firehouse interior included a black maze with disorienting lighting, a madman’s kitchen with body parts in jars, and an evil fortuneteller’s saloon, among other frightening illusions.
Visitors’ heart rates were significantly (and quickly!) elevated as they tried to escape being chased through the passageways by fiendish beings, yet most were eager to make a run-through a second time, even as they crashed through the exit with evil close on their heels. It’s the stuff nightmares are made of.
All donations went back into the running of the firehouse, which in turn protects the community not just during fires but in car accident rescues and all manner of winter weather. As the Haunted Firehouse’s tag line goes, “Costumes may protect you, but remember…we make house calls.” Good to know they are only a 911 call away.
CAPTION: “Read your palm?” The saloon fortuneteller at the Salisbury Mills Haunted Firehouse told people more, perhaps, than they wished to know. (Photo by Eugenia Moskowitz)