I spotted him. He walked with his chest stuck out, head held high. The girls he was with clung to him as he laughed at those who screamed. He sipped his beer as if nothing could faze him. His overbearing ego made me cringe.
Yes, he would be perfect; my next victim.
As I patiently waited in the eerie light, I planned the perfect scare and how I would do my worst to this poor sap. Scaring is, afterall, an art.
I jumped out with my noisemaker and cried a bloodcurdling scream. He jumped about 3 feet into the air, screamed like a little girl and spilled his beer all over himself. I turned around, shared a smug smirk with a fellow scarer who had witnessed it and reset for the next person who would be so unfortunate as to cross paths with me.
Oh, the sweet satisfaction.
It’s that time of year again, when the lovers of vampires, gore and horror movies get together for the best job-that’s-almost-not-even-a-job: Howl-O-Scream at Busch Gardens.
It’s my second year with the Scare Squad, and this year I’m working at one of the newest scare zones: Masters and Monsters. When I’m in costume, please address me as Ursula, the street urchin.
Masters and Monsters is set up outside for guests to walk through on the way to other attractions. Think "The Island of Dr. Moreau" meets "Mad Max." Monsters are loosed from their huge cages and fighting arenas by their masters, terrorizing all who dare to pass through.
Last weekend was opening weekend. All in all, the experience was horrifying. And I, of course, mean that in a good way.
I creep people out. I scare. I get eaten by monsters.
You know, same old same old.
The highlights of opening weekend:
Worst: Some drunk guy pushing me and my left index finger going numb
Funniest: Some drunk guy running up to me, yelling the word “boobie” and running away
Best: Making all those macho guys scream like little girls
Weirdest: A coworker dressed as a half bird half human, whose costume included a beak on his nose, telling me that he loves my scream and not to worry because he wouldn’t peck me; he then proceeded to laugh
Scaring on until next weekend…
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