Crowley's Crypt
The gates to the Crowley family mausoleum, your welcome into Holly Lane, guarded by a pair of very unfriendly gargoyles.
The Trail
From a gentle welcome to a full-blown gauntlet of animatronics and live scarers, here's what awaits on the trail.
50+
Animatronics
15+
Live Scarers
14
Scenes
Free
Admission
A friendlier, well-lit stretch built with younger trick-or-treaters in mind, plus a dedicated inflatable trail just for the little ones. A gentle place to start, if you're planning on stopping there.
This is where the trail stops being polite: fog, strobes, tight spaces, and scarers who don't break character. Not recommended for young children, or anyone who scares easily.
Scene By Scene
The gates to the Crowley family mausoleum, your welcome into Holly Lane, guarded by a pair of very unfriendly gargoyles.
A fog-choked hollow of leaning headstones, where the ground doesn't feel done settling.
A bubbling backwoods cauldron deep in the muck, tended by something that's been stirring far too long.
Web after web after web. Turning back means admitting defeat. Pressing on means finding out what's spinning them.
Buzzing wires, sparking fixtures, and a corridor that hums louder the deeper you go.
Step into the blacklight clown maze, where everything glows and nothing is where you think it is.
Down where the pipes echo, something's been waiting in the dark since long before you got here.
Ringmasters, red lights, and performers who never actually clocked out.
The lights flicker, the shadows don't match the room, and something's been following you since the entrance.
The trail goes quiet here. Too quiet. Whatever's watching from the trees knows better than to make a sound. PS: Don't whistle here..
A working butcher shop that stopped asking where the meat comes from a long time ago. Gabe just keeps sharpening.
A research lab that spent years dissecting things that shouldn't exist. Containment didn't hold, and neither did the specimens.
Under construction and top secret. The name isn't out yet, but the crew building it hasn't slept much this fall.
What lies beyond the entrance remains a secret until opening night.