Terror in the Corn is a haunt with a cool idea. There’s a wagon ride, a walk through the corn, and an old west town, full of creeps and monsters. The actual experience I had this year did not do any of that justice.
The wagon ride was very short this year, with no scenes or actor interactions. They played an audio track that I could barely hear, despite being close to the speaker. Then there was a line to go to the corn walk, and another to get into the town on the other side. Even with the lines they were sending people in so quickly that we were immediately in a conga line the whole way through.
The sets were really cool. I loved whatever was out in the field spouting flame, Mad Max style. I saw some really cool pop out animatronics and props all throughout. Unfortunately I missed most of the effects, and I didn’t have time to really enjoy the scenes before the conga line moved forward. There was no timing, it was just luck what effects were triggered when we walked by.
The actors had the same problem. There was no break between the people coming through the haunt. They had no chance to reset or even take a break. I could tell some of them were getting tired. The intensity a haunt calls for is hard to maintain even with a breather between groups. The result was not a great experience for me. More than once I saw an actor saying their lines ahead of me and then disengage before I got there because they were at the end. There were some actors I really liked, including the barkeep and, I know, the chainsaw guy. When I didn’t flinch he turned off the chainsaw and followed me with snarls and growls instead. I enjoyed that so much more.
I love Terror in the Corn, but I can’t rate what I saw there this year very well. I understand that they had a very long line, but by just pushing groups through they really lowered the quality of experience for us and all those paying customers. It might be a good idea to close ticket sales earlier on busy nights or something. It’s too bad because I saw so much cool stuff, but I didn’t really get to experience much of it.
Nothing beats visiting a farm in the Fall, pumpkin patches, corn mazes, farm animals, and cider by the campfire. Anderson farms has all of the Fall activities you could want by day. When night falls though, this farm transforms into Terror in the Corn and zombie paintball. When pulling up you see a giant pumpkin, buy your ticket and wander the farm. There are plenty of activities to partake in but the main attraction is the haunted house Terror in the Corn.
The scares within this haunt are plentiful, whether coming from the actors or coming from the outstanding props and many animatronics that inhabit this haunt. From the moment you board the hayride the anticipation builds. A creepy recording tells you the backstory while on your journey into the corn. Air blasts, animatronics that come a little too close for comfort and an army of actors all provide great scares. This is one long action packed journey, even the sounds you hear can be deceiving.
One thing that separates this haunt from the rest are the absolutely stunning sets. The corn has some great props, such as the corn thrasher, and some other sets that fit perfectly in a cornfield. Once you enter the ghost town, a whole ghost town that you walk through, that feels like you really are in a old forgotten town left in a cornfield. Everywhere you look there is detail to admire. I also love how there are fake characters throughout, making it hard to tell what’s an actor and what’s a prop. There are also great lighting and fog effects that add to the creepy atmosphere. Also, there are plenty of animatronics to enjoy and get scared by.
Acting within Terror in the Corn is also great. These creatures infest the town and surrounding cornfield and they are looking for new victims, maybe you. Some of them will follow you, while others make you play the game of are you a prop or an actor, one that I failed at quite a few times, resulting in a good scare. I also loved that the actors did not have minty fresh breath. I have to thank the chainsaw actor that tried a different tactic with us. This is one of the longer haunts in Colorado, you definitely get your moneys worth. I recommend this haunt to anyone that wants a great haunt that is terrifying and great to look at.
Pros,: great animatronics, high energy actors, beautiful sets and props
Cons: sorry to say this, and I understand it was busy, but did not like the constant conga line
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|6278 County Rd 3 1/4
Erie, CO. 80516
|September 22nd – October 28th
Fridays & Saturdays 7pm – 11pm
Sundays- September 24th – October 29th
7pm – 10pm
Thursday October 12, 19, 26
7pm – 10pm
|Terror In The Corn|
Terror in the Corn
Charles and Mildred Wells were twins born on October 31st, 1851 in East Bridge, New York. Raised by their father after the death of their mother the two were trained as morticians to take over the family business. The twins abruptly left East Bridge when their father died under suspicious circumstances. When the twins arrived in 1875, Erie was a booming coal mining town with a large transient population of coal miners. Saloons and business sprung up along Briggs and Kattell street catering to this thriving town and its inhabitants. It was into this newly formed community that Charles and Mildred setup Wells funeral home and later that year opened Wells Hotel, catering to the weary traveller or transient miner looking for a drink and a cheap room.
So many men came and went through Erie it was easy for these two to carry out their macabre games of torture and death. They used a series of tunnels from the hotel to the mortuary and from the mortuary to the corn fields. Here the twins would delight in stalking their prey through the corn, striking from the shadows and quickly retreating. They loved to toy with their hapless victims, a quick blade to the leg another to the arm, like a symphony of terror they would slowly, and methodically terrorize them until they collapsed broken both physically and mentally. An excerpt from Mildred’s journal gives a glimpse of the depravity of these two and their macabre games;
“September 18, 1888. His name is Daniel, from the instant I saw him I knew he was our next guest. He was so polite, just like mother had been. Yes mam and no mam, may I please have another, on and on he went about how good the steak was that I cooked for him. His smile and effervescent demeanor wore on me like an old rope swing on a tree limb, with each thank you and please it wore deeper and deeper. If only he knew what we had planned for him, soon enough that smile would be gone, soon enough he would be in our little game, soon enough he would know terror, just like mother did.
September 19, 1888. Last night was the best game yet and I am almost too excited to even write about it. Charles has taken to calling our little game, Terror in the Corn. He always did have a flair for the dramatic but I had to admit the name fit, especially in light of last night. The masks we had fashioned added to the game and oh how Daniel ran for his life, as we darted in and out of the corn, poking and prodding him as he blindly tried to escape. I delighted in his screams of terror, and how his please took on the sweet ring of sincerity as he begged to be set free. I can still see the look in his eyes when I removed my mask and he realized that the woman who had cooked his steak last night, the woman he had been so nice and polite too was now the instrument of his terror and demise, that these were going to be his last few minutes on this earth, I joyfully watched as the last few sparks of life left his eyes…I laughed aloud as I wondered if he really liked the steak I cooked him or not.”
The flood of 1890 revealed the tunnels that the Wells had used to carry out their mad games and an investigation into the Wells was started, however before any formal charges could be filed the twins escaped into the night and have not been heard from since. No one knows the exact number of men and women that the Wells may have subjected to their evil machinations but conservative estimates put it at well over fifty.