Halloween
What I Learned As A Scare Actor at One of L.A.’s Most Extreme Haunts
I’m 48 years old, wearing red briefs that don’t belong to me and are several sizes too small, scrambling on hands and knee pads across the increasingly soiled floor of a North Hollywood horror show, screaming in the faces of strangers. In other words, I’m living my dream.
Cryptids, Comedians, and Artists All Got Freaky at Albert Reyes’ Annual Haunt
Frankenstein, Miss Trunchbull, and a luchador walk into a Halloween party in Monterey Hills …

