It’s my second year, so even though the process is no longer a surprise, things seem to come out of the creases and folds of this old Victorian property that we haven’t suspected. We, meaning Wayne has joined the forces of the haunt prep. He’s not ready to be a character, but perhaps with a little nudging… but I don’t push.
Anyway, since this place is only a couple of miles down the road and we’d been watching the progress of their storage facilities from the road for a long time, it’s really impossible to guess what’s going to come down on a winch from storage, or on one of the tractors… now we’re on the property, building scenes, fixing up Styrofoam gravestones and painting signs. It’s going to be great!