I have been to only one haunted forest attraction and it scared the beejees out of me and the family members I was with. We were excited to get there, for my daughter was part of the attraction and we wanted to see how she did. She was in the last set up on the journey. Her and a few of her friends were dressed as witches in very good costumes and facial makeup. The were in a haunted house (facade) looking out the windows and cackling, waving and stirring in their cauldron. They were very good.
What started our frightening experience, was the guide. We thought all we had to do was to follow the trail set up and marked in the huge, very old park. We were wrong and had to put our flashlights away, told not to use them, for the guide would lead us through the darkness. He explained that no one was to venture off the trail for fear of getting lost and taken by all sorts of creatures along the way. He then made us stand in a line and walked down the line, telling each of us to hold on tight to the knot our own on the long rope he had. He told us to not let go under any circumstances, for to let go would cause us to be taken by who knows what. Now this really stirred our imaginations and we started shaking uncontrollably. It was not cold -- it was fear, for the guide was very convincing.
The first sight we saw made me want to drop my link of the rope and run as fast as I could. My sister and mother grabbed hold of my arms and I felt trapped. We were looking out into the darkness at an eerie pale green glow in among the trees. A humpback man in ragged clothes was digging in the ground. As we watched him he turned his head slowly towards us, threw down his shovel, let out a roar and charged us. I thought my sister was going to faint. My mother hid her head in my jacket and I was frozen, staring with huge eyes at that charging man with wild hair and a horrible mask on.
There were at least 20 other exhibits and each one worse then the previous one.
All in all, it was great fun, but we got home very shaky and had some hot chocolate and no one talked for awhile. We each huddled in our chairs clinging to our hot mugs of chocolate.