What You'll Get
Due to the large number of ghosts they can hold, haunted houses are consistently scarier than cursed sleeping bags, possessed lean-tos, and ectoplasmic studio apartments. Walk through a tortured soul abode with today's Groupon: for $14, you get two general-admission tickets (a $30 value) to The Empty Grave, a haunted house at the Anaheim GardenWalk.
For six years, The Empty Grave has treated bold visitors to a macabre mélange of ghastly scenes and other frights. Unlike haunted studio apartments, which leave visitors wondering whether they're standing in a creepy kitchen or a bloodcurdling bedroom, The Empty Grave is longer than in years past, so each tongue-flailing shriek can run free and frolic. Stumble through the completely redesigned domicile of doom to encounter special effects proven successful on the most unflappable flappers, and animatronics that would make Walter C. Animatron, the inventor of animatronics, roll in his coffin. The Empty Grave is just a few startled steps from the GardenWalk's numerous restaurants and other entertainment options, making it an ideal spot for vocal calisthenics before screaming for ice cream.
Five Google Mappers give The Empty Grave a perfect five-star average:
- Went last year and this place scared the bujeesus out of me. They really go all out and put their heart and soul into it, no pun intended…it doesn't seem to be just a job to these people, they really enjoy what they do! I can't wait to be scared all over again this halloween!! – tulipsar3better
- This is the best haunted house I have ever gone through! I've been coming back every year for the past several years thinking that I won't get scared, but never fails, I GET SCARED! The costumes, masks, props, everything is amazing! – aramisbaylou84
The Fine Print
Promotional value expires Nov 1, 2010. Amount paid never expires. Not valid with other offers. Merchant is solely responsible to purchasers for the care and quality of the advertised goods and services.
About The Empty Grave
Over 13 days, 31 people screamed as a madman stole their lives. The bitter, vengeful whispers of the dead urged him onward—drove him to slaughter—until he could bear it no longer and dug a grave for himself. He used his bare hands, scraping his knuckles raw, until the earth collapsed over him. Only then did the town quiet.
But the grave has been unearthed, and the horrors of that killing spree once again haunt the living. Inside the abandoned family mausoleum, visitors encounter dismembered bodies, a bride whose throat spills blood onto her white gown, and a skeleton with rotting flesh still clinging to its bones. As guests creep through hallways covered with gory handprints and stumble past broken fences, the grave’s fleet of masked monsters leaps out, raising goose bumps with impolite greetings—ranging from growls of “fresh meat!” to “arrrrrrgh!”—that would make Emily Post scream in horror.