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This is after I volunteered to do a Haunted Hayride. I helped out with the special effects makeup for the guys in Hell. I also helped out the Werewolves and some of the people in the graveyard. For the werewolves I helped them set up their camp, and set up the dead bodies. I also got to spray them with blood. After all of that I started walking up to the ghost town where my friends were. I really wanted to scare people but I didn't know where to go, or where they would need me. So along the way to ghost town I came across a Doctor and his Assistant. I helped them set up their tent and spray the sheets on the sides with blood. We also hung up arms and legs in the tent. It turns out they were short a patient. So they asked me if I wanted to be the victim. Naturally I was PUMPED! So here's what we got to do.

As the hayride drew nearer, I would run out of the corn while being chased by the doctors assistant. I screamed "NOO!! Get away! Help me somebody please!" Stuff like that in a full blown horror movie scream. The assistant would drag me into the tent where the hayride could not see. [All they could see were the doctor's and the assitant's shadows on the blood-stained sheets] The hayriders would then hear my horrified screams mixed with the sounds of a power saw. After that I would get up off the table and chase the hayride screaming "Somebody please help me! please HELP!!" I would grip the bars on the side of the hayride and reach in at people while screaming for help.

After that the doctor and the assistant would grab me and drag me off the hayride telling the passenger's not to worry and that I was fine. Meanwhile, I'm screaming my lungs out saying please don't let them take me they will kill me! PLEASE HEEELP! NOOO!!!!" They would then get me loose and force me back to the tent where more terrible screams could be heard followed by a loud bang-and then silence.

Every now and then I'd "escape" on a hayride. Screaming "You're CRAZY WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?" at the doctors while they chased the hayride. My voice was dying [this was near the end of the night] So I sounded really tortured.

I had to jump off the ride at some point so I picked the part of the cornfield where a guy wearing a Jason mask would pop up with a chainsaw. We kinda improvised at one point, where I jumped off near him, looked at him and screamed. He chased me for a few steps, while I ran away screaming.

This Haunted Hayride was a two-night thing. I could only do the Friday one, for I had plans on Saturday. Plus, my throat killed. I heard that the Saturday night one wasn't as good, plus the weather was crappy. I had a bunch of people say I was doing a really good job.