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 This weekend I will visit Blackout Haunted House for the 4th time. I can’t reveal anything about the event. There are strict instructions to remain silent. All I can say is that I feel really nervous. The anxiety is overwhelming and fear creeps through me. I am not someone who is easily scared, but there’s no knowing what will happen after the lights go out . . .

Walk-through the first three haunts with me below. It may be a long time before I can share what I am about to experience this weekend. Let’s hope I survive . . . 

Blackout Haunted House
Spring/Summer 2012
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Last night I bought my ticket for the Blackout Haunted House invite-only off-season event. It almost doesn’t seem real after all the drama and months of waiting that were involved last year, but I am both excited and mildly terrified. 

 If you didn’t receive an email this time around don’t despair! A second weekend of madness is scheduled for the first weekend in June.

Below is an excerpt from the ticketing email:

“Your place has been reserved. Although more regular off-season events will begin to take place starting the first weekend of June, this is the only time this year that we will be offering this specific event.  We suppose you should consider yourselves lucky, but who are we to force anything on you.”

Oh, Blackout Haunted House….I’ll be in your embrace once more in just 8 short days. <3

The Raven & Black Cat Walk-Through of Last Year’s Off-Season Event

from Blackout Haunted House (formerly NYC Halloween Haunted House.)


The Spring Off-Season Event

***My experience of the Spring Off-Season Event as best as I can remember it due to the terror and disorientation that was experienced.***
I am a block away from the meeting place for the off-season event and I’m beginning to think that maybe this was a bad idea. I nervously glance down at the clock on my cell phone.

4:26pm. Four more minutes. I type out a message to my fiancé and press send.

4:28pm. I go over the rules in my head:

#1 : Follow instructions.

#2 : Do exactly what you’re told.

#3 : Don’t touch the actors.

#4 : No speaking or screaming.

I can feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins. I look down again. 4:29pm. I wait 15 seconds and start walking down the street to the meeting point.  I see the man who was barking orders at the beginning of the last Haunted House. He’s wearing a headset and walking straight to me.

He nods and says my name. He leads me to the other side of the street to sign the waiver. “You’re the Raven & Black Cat, right?”

I nod, unsure of when the no talking rule is supposed to start.  I sign the waiver and then I have to repeat the last paragraph of the waiver on video.

(A video waiver?  What have I gotten myself into…)

Then he tosses me a set of keys and says, “Get in the van.”

I turn and for the first time notice a large white cargo van parked on the near side of the street. “Wow….cars this time,” I think to myself, “the expanded waiver makes sense now.”  I approach the back of the van, unlock the door, open it, and climb inside.

There are two men dressed in black sitting along the left side of the van and trying very hard to look very serious. The brown haired man to the left orders me to sit against the opposite side of the van. I sit in the wrong place. He yells, so I move.

Then they both stare at me.

After about a minute of looking around uncomfortably I decide to glare back. At the brown haired guy. The one who yelled at me.

The blond man next to him startles me when he shouts for the keys clenched in my right hand. I toss them over. The driver gets in. The ignition starts and the hum of AM radio static fills the van. A traffic report. The van lurches forward and makes a right. The blond guy tosses me a blindfold and tells me to put it on. I carefully place the black fabric over my eyes and tie it over my long blonde hair.

“Can you see?”

I shake my head no. (I figure it’s a safe assumption that the no talking rule now applies.)
“I don’t believe you,” the man barks. He crawls over and puts a second blindfold on my head. Then the van stops. Doors open and close.  There is shuffling about and then the van starts up again, backs up and drives away.

I clutch the side of the van to avoid sliding across the empty vehicle. As I imagine the consequences of getting sideswiped by a cab, the van screeches to a halt. The driver gets out, walks around to the back, and opens the doors.

“Get Out.”

I climb out of the back of the van and wait for further instruction.

“Follow the sound of my voice.”

I stumble along trying to feel the uneven surface in front of me. There is a step up and a step to the right. Another step to the right. And as I walk straight ahead I feel a door frame brush by my shoulder.

“Stop. <pause>  Now take off your blindfold and turn around.”

I spin around just in time to see a metal security gate close over the bottom of the glass doorway sealing the abandoned building in darkness. A chill runs down my spine.

I look around the dim candlelit room. It’s Gross, Dark, and Creepy.  “Come in,” a sinister voice calls out from the shadows.

I walk around a partition and see another set of men standing side by side in similar black clothing. A circle of candles illuminates the room. In the corner is a long robe on a dress form, dark shoes, and a round white laundry basket.

“Do you see the robe, shoes, and bin?” The man on the left asks.

I nod.

“Now take off all your clothes, put on the robe and shoes, put your clothes in the bin, and then sit in the chair.”

I can feel my eyes widen in horror. Instantly, I am ANGRY. I weigh the pros and cons of walking out punches flying. Safety word be damned. Then I think about how long I waited to get this ticket and how I can’t write about something that I didn’t experience. I justify it by thinking about all the people that have seen me do quick changes in the wings during countless musical theatre performances.

“Now repeat what I just said back to me.”

Now I’m angry again. I thought there was no talking? Do I ignore Rules #1 & 2 or Rule #4?

“Now repeat what I said back to me,” he says with added force.

I repeat the words and the two men turn to face the wall and I perform the fastest quick change of my life.

I lay my purse on top of my clothes and decide the expanded waiver really makes a lot of sense now. As I walk over to the chair, I wonder if everyone is wearing the same robe and if there is a fungus living in the dingy shoes. I sit down and the men return with a bucket. They bathe my arms, shins, neck, and hair in cold dirty water. The men bind my arms together and extinguish the candles. Darkness envelops the room and a bag comes down over my head. Someone leads me away from the chair to another room. My arms lift over my head and attach to a wire above my head. My mystery captor rubs his hands and face against the outside of the cloth bag and then vanishes.

I stand alone in the darkness for a moment. My nose catches the distinctive odor of a permanent marker. Within seconds the felt tip is scribbling on the upper half of my back. I endure it and silently obsess over how to get the marker off. My thoughts are interrupted when a voice orders me to open my mouth.

I open my mouth and latex covered fingers crawl inside my head. They probe the inside of my cheeks while I stand paralyzed in terror.

I am still recovering from the oral cavity search when the bag pulls over my head again and I am ordered to scream. I hold on to tight to Rule #4 and keep my mouth clamped shut.

I am moving again…nearly carried to another room. My arms pull out in front of me. The bonds are gone and a candle is now in my hands. They light the candle, pull the bag from my head, and instruct me to sit in a chair.

The scene before me is lit only by my candlelight. I squint to see the back of a naked woman crouching in front of the wall. She is moaning and completely covered in blood. There is a pile of matter between her legs and a baby cries mechanically in the distance.

I am trying to make sense of what stands before me when the woman turns and looks at me. She is chewing on something and mumbles. She slowly saunters over to wear I sit and punches me in the hand.

The candle extinguishes on impact. My eyes adjust to the darkness and I see she is standing just inches away from me moaning, chewing on a tampon, and clutching her crotch. Her bloody hand reaches to my head and she runs it down my face and neck, stopping occasionally to gurgle and coo.

Then she screams in my face.

The loud outburst is followed by a high pitched request. “Eat,” she squeaks out. Her other hand is now holding a white rubbery substance to my mouth. I shudder and take a bite.

I hold the rubbery bite in my mouth. I refuse to swallow this ‘vagina pasta’ or whatever the hell it is, when suddenly I am lifted from the chair and the disgusting snack falls from my mouth. 

I am placed down in another room where a woman stands in an opening between two walls. She wears jeans and nothing else. The candle she holds illuminates a message written on her stomach. I see my fiancé’s full name. Above it are the words: “I F*cked.”

“Put on your clothes.” She says.

In front of her is the laundry basket filled with my belongings. In a flash, I toss off the robe and start pulling on my clothes. In a panic, I stop. I look in the basket, again. I have no pants. Suddenly, I realize that the girl standing in front of me is wearing my jeans!

She stands frozen in place staring at me smugly. It becomes very clear that if I want my pants back I am going to have to take them back. I lean forward and unbutton my size 2 jeans. As I pry them from the curvy girl’s hips, I pull them down, exposing the lower half of her naked body. Then she screams.

I quickly finish dressing and a blinding light appears.  Through a doorway I see the van. A voice orders me to get in the van. I run over and quickly climb inside. The brown haired man hands me a card and says:

“It’s over. This is your last task. Take this card. Give it to the man in the green truck. Take what he gives you. Make a left on **** street and start eating it.”

I follow the instructions perfectly. I turn onto the street and take the first bite of my red, white, and blue popsicle. I try to wrap my head around what just happened, but I am so pleased that it ended with a frozen treat that I don’t hear someone run up behind me.

Without warning, I am in darkness and a voice screams, “IT’S NEVER OVER!!”

I pull the bag off my head. The patriotic treat is gone.

“What was that about!?” exclaims a man standing nearby.

I shrug my shoulders and keep walking.



I attended the NYC Halloween Haunted House Spring Off-Season Event on Saturday, May 21, 2011 at 4:30pm. This was easily the most disturbing theatrical experience I have ever had. Even calling it a “haunted house” feels wrong because it defies all categories of horror themed entertainment.  A Horror Movie Abduction Simulation is the best way that I can describe what the Vortex Theater provides.  I was unprepared for how different this event would be from the haunted house in October.

What I Loved: There were several brilliant moments and details that took my breath away.  Here are a few of my favorites.

  • The van was genius. Just the sight of it instantly gave me goose bumps.
  • The visual of the security gate closing over the glass doorway was both horrifying and cinematic.
  • The location and the candles created the perfect ambiance.
  • The sensory deprivation is always used well and it is truly terrifying.
  • Violating our emergency contact person was both disturbing and hilarious.

Victim Feedback:  I have to admit that I was surprised by how rough the cast was. I assume I was accidentally punched in the hand, but I’m not entirely sure. Also, I’m on the small side and whoever carted me around in the dark used so much unnecessary force that my back was sore for a week.

This haunt was very over the top. All the shock value made me miss the simplicity of the early moments of the October haunted house. Reaching for a handful of rope and getting a handful of warm fingers or being alone in the dark with just white noise and your thoughts were both so effective for building tension. It forced your imagination into overdrive.

Taking my clothes off angered me more than anything else. It didn’t make me feel vulnerable. Instead, it pulled me out of the experience. I was no longer a frightened victim. I was a haunted house patron concerned about cleanliness and safety.

I always think that the scariest moments are when I’m caught off guard and I forget where I am. A brilliant meeting of surprise and imagination. It’s the moment when I think that horrible woman is going to put something disgusting in my mouth, but once she actually does it’s not scary anymore. It loses the power it had just a second ago because what you conjure up in your head is always worse than the reality.

Overall, I enjoyed being a part of such a crazy horror experiment. The formula is still being perfected, but NYC Halloween Haunted House gets a lot right with their new form of horror entertainment.  I look forward to what they’ll have in store this summer and in October.

Read My Reviews of Other Blackout Haunted House Events:


The Terror Begins Tomorrow….

The Rules:

2. YOU WILL BE PROMPTED TO DO CERTAIN ACTIONS, (i.e. “sit down”, “stop”, “move forward”) PLEASE DO EXACTLY AS YOU’RE TOLD. 
** If we believe that you are not alone or you have someone trailing you, we will stop and you will have to leave. **
6.  If you have an emergency and need to stop, please say the word “SAFETY” as loud as you can.  The experience will stop and you will be escorted out with no refund.  Once you call “SAFETY”, the experience is over.  No exceptions.

Note: Please only wear clothes that you don’t mind getting dirty.

Entrance Time: 4:30pm on Saturday, May 21st 2011

Location: Still Unknown

Follow me on twitter @RavenBlackCat and The Raven & Black Cat Facebook Page for commentary before the haunt and for my reaction after I (hopefully) make it out alive. 

**I will, once again, post a detailed walk-through of the event for those who are unable to attend. It will be available after the haunt has officially closed its doors.**

If you’re upset that you didn’t get a ticket for the NYC Halloween Haunted House Off Season Event on May 21st and 22nd don’t cry just yet. There may be hope for you.

  • If you remember back to February, NYC Haunted House said that “both Spring and Summer dates” had been decided. 

  • They announced that 61 names had been added to “group one” in March.

  •  As recently as April 12th, they tweeted that they “have three more planned for this year.”

It looks as though a Group Two will be able to experience the off-season haunt this summer. So, pick yourself up, dry those eyes, and keep checking your e-mail.

At 10:33am, it appeared in my inbox. There it was. The email I had been waiting for for over a month. The final code to the puzzle. The last last piece of information that would allow me to find the website to purchase tickets for the Vortex Theatre’s NYC Halloween Haunted House “Spring Off Season” event. I immediately began shaking. This was it. The critical moment. I followed the instructions to write down my code. At the bottom of the e-mail I glanced at the special note:
** special note: as you will all see, we have had to make a large jump in terms of our ticket prices for the off-season event.  although we’ve always wanted to remain the low-cost option for NYC horror-enthusiasts, we have found it impossible to provide the kind of experience you’re expecting on such a limited budget.  our halloween events will continue to keep the prices down, however, these off-season events are now more intricate and elaborate and consequently require a higher price – and trust us, it’s worth it.  we understand this means that several of you will not be able to join us, and we hate to see that happen, which is why we’ve come up with an alternative for you.  if we have any remaining spots that have not been reserved by Monday May 9th, those tickets will be offered to the remaining invitees in an ebay-style bidding option.  you may get a lower price, but you may not.  as always, it’s up to you.  see you soon…
 I didn’t care. I was going to this event no matter what. I googled the haunt. Within seconds I was looking at the theatermania ticket listing and then the time slot schedule. I blindly clicked the first time slot I saw and then forced my trembling fingers to fill out my billing information. 
Then I saw it. The most beautiful words I’ve ever seen:
As I tried to calm my nerves a smile spread across my face. I had done it. My mission was complete. I have a “golden ticket.” I will experience the exclusive off-season haunt on Saturday, May 21st at 4:30pm. Looking back I wish I had chosen an evening time slot. The dark of night always makes things scarier, but at the time I wasn’t capable of thinking about anything other than securing a ticket. Any ticket. It may not be dark out, but I look forward to being one of the first to experience the event.
As of 12:02pm EST, there are only 6 time slots left for the event. Good luck to the rest of the invite list.
**I will, once again, post a detailed walk-through of the event for those who are unable to attend. It will be available after the haunt has officially closed its doors.** 

The tension is mounting for the 62 people invited to the NYC Halloween Haunted House Off-Season Haunt. Every week we have been given a small morsel of information. A reward for getting through the week. With 4 weeks behind us we try to put the pieces together….

  • We know it will be in two different locations in Chelsea.
  • We know that there are new rules (“No speaking, screaming, or noise of any kind.”) and a warning not to have anyone “trailing” you.
  • We know that the Haunt will run for only 2 days.
  • We know that the nightmare begins on May 21st.
  • We know that sometime  in the next week we will be given a code to try to get our hands on one of the twenty available tickets.
  • We know that after 4 weeks of obsessive e-mail monitoring and stress we are speaking in the third person.
  • We know that we will be devastated if we don’t get a ticket.

While we’re waiting for more information about the NYC Halloween Haunted House Spring Haunt let’s see what NYC’s other Haunted Houses are up to according to the most recent posts on their facebook pages.

Nightmare: Fairy Tales:
“where are our Bronx fans at? we have some news for you…” – April 8, 2011

It looks like we are going home to the lower east side. More to come. Very happy.” – March 16, 2011

For more Nightmare updates, check out Nightmare creator and director,Timothy Haskell’s blog here.

Blood Manor:
“going to bigger and better places!!” – November 28, 2010

Steampunk Haunted House:
next year’s plans are under way, stay tuned…” – December 9, 2010

Fear on 21st Street:
If you didn’t get to go to Fear on 21st Street this year, don’t worry because it will be back next Halloween!” – November 1, 2010 

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