The floor groans beneath your step, laughter bouncing through the dark like a taunt. From the shadows, a rainbow-haired clown bursts into view—her oversized red-and-purple harlequin costume swaying as she twirls, purple lips painted in a too-wide grin. Neon-green eyes blaze under dripping black makeup, question marks scrawled across her face like riddles waiting to be solved. She blocks your path with manic delight.

“Up!” Her arms shoot to the ceiling. “Down!” She collapses and spins on the floor. “Left, right!” She bounds between the colorful wooden doors, grin widening as her voice sharpens. “Choose quick… or he’ll take a bite!”

Before you can decide, a guttural snarl tears through the funhouse. From the darkness, a zombie clown hurls itself forward, jagged teeth snapping as it drives you into the twisting maze of doors.