The couple of three and a half years finally made it to the end of the treacherous haunted house. They somehow found a way to survive every jump scare at the turn of a corner and the blood-curdling screams that echoed throughout the halls. Before they left to go back to their car and drive home, the manager of the house stopped to ask about their experience and if they would recommend it to their friends. “It was really good!” the girl said. “The room where they pretended to make us stab the guy hanging on the wall in the red hoodie was the scariest part.”

The manager gave a puzzled look before slowly saying, “We don’t have a room like that.”