I’ve always thought the creatures you come across in daylight more terrifying than anything you’ll encounter after dark. And being a fan of all things horror, from Rosemary’s Baby to Stephen King’s blood-spattered back catalogue, I didn’t think I was the sort to scare easily. Then I went to Chateau Le Fear...
It was a dark and still night on Wednesday as we pulled up under the boney branches of the old trees standing sentinel near the entrance to the Ebrington site.
Passing under the glance of the lamp-lit guard on duty, around the shadows of the imposing Ebrington buildings, we arrived at the rather grand entrance of Chateau Le Fear.
The ornate frontage gives little indication of the terror beyond the creaking doors, but after being ushered inside, the doors slam shut behind you, and there’s the sudden realisation you’re certainly not in Kansas anymore.
To give details would be to spoil the surprise, but imagine your deepest fears scrambled together. Add to the cauldron scenes from the scarey films you’ve seen, and stir in a dash of that spooky feeling like someone walks over your grave. Then multiply by 10.
As you shuffle, run and head butt your way through the labyrinthine maze of rooms, the brilliant actors you encounter seem to relish their respective roles, which range from the gothic to the grotesque. Excellent staging, lavish set pieces and the sense of disorientation also help bring the Haunted House experience vividly to life.
So for a howling good time, or for thrill seekers who think they’ve seen it all, I urge you to check this out. And I’m pretty sure that, just like this grown man, you too will be glancing over your shoulder long after you scarper through the exit doors and gulp the welcome night air.