Feargazm, the new haunted house above Gay 90's, boasts a “new level of terror.” That warning alone was enough to thwart several attempts to convince friends to tag along. The ones who were undeterred by the warning quickly bailed when they found out guests had to sign a waiver before participating.
I did, eventually, find three brave souls crazy enough to accompany me, and all three gave two shaking thumbs up when we reached the end. It was a pretty short-lived experience—under 15 minutes—but well worth the trip, especially since the fine people of Feargazm throw in a shot of some tequila concoction with a ticket purchase. Hearing grown men shriek and watching them prance into a corner was icing on the cake.
The creators of Feargazm know how to exploit some of the most common fears: blood, zombie doctors, creepy mazes, and plenty of jump-scares had us all screaming. And the actors were not afraid to go the extra mile to freak people out. They stalked us, separated our group, and grabbed at our ankles—they even have a safe word. (Read: if you don’t like being touched, this is probably not for you.)
My advice for anyone brave enough to visit Feargazm is this: hold hands while going through, and take the free shot. Your nerves will thank you. Open Th-Su, October 10–November 1.
408 Hennepin Ave., Mpls., feargazm.com