"I suppose the setting is more what made it scary," I reply, nose wrinkling a bit. Not many people in Darrow would get a Shining reference, I imagine. We would just look like two guys in matching dresses. "They were creepy. But we're not creepy. We're adorable."

We step up to the minder outside the door to the haunted house still holding hands, and maybe they have seem The Shining because he gives us a bit of a double take before waving us into the pitch black entryway. The fake rolling fog burns my sinuses and I peer into the darkness, laughing a bit when I hear the screams coming from ahead of us. We barely make it around the corner before something jumps out at us in a flash of light, and I let out a very unmanly yelp as I flinch away, immediately laughing at myself as I drag Jamie along.