Camelot’s resident cannibal has set the date for his annual dinner party – and you’re invited. Feel free to pull up a chair and tuck in, but beware – you could find yourself on the menu before the night is out. As our host aims to make a meal out of you, keep your eyes peeled and you might even make it to dessert. Prepare to meat your fate.

Step up, step up, and take your place in Carni Valley, where we take all the fun OUT of the funhouse. A place of dark magic, where the ground can shift beneath your feet and you should never trust your own reflection. Your stay at the madhouse begins here. 

Enter the spider queen’s web of fear, and face her 8-legged army of crawling terror. A horrifying experience for arachnophobes and those with an aversion to anything creepy crawly, attempt to survive an encounter with this cluster of insidious insects. Once you’re caught in Arakhne’s web, there can be no escape.

Join the sisterhood and peer beneath their cloak of devilish deceit. Once you enter Galgani and gaze upon the true face of fear, you too will worship at the altar of evil. If you find yourself looking for a swift exit, then save your prayers. This holy house will make everyone a believer in pure evil.

In our operating theatre, the treatment is so good people can’t stop screaming about it. As you are our next patient, it’s time for a disquieting disclaimer: Their equipment is rusty, their qualifications are questionable, and pain relief is in short supply. But don’t worry, this won’t hurt a bit. It’s time to put all your fears on the operating table.

Book your stay at the Reaper’s Ranch, but forget the departure date – this trip is permanent. If you make it past the cursed scarecrows alive, you’ll be met inside our fine establishment by decay, depravity, and a lingering sense of death. But it won’t linger for long. Something is coming for you. Escape to our Scarebnb, where the check-out time is eternity.

If you wander into the junkyard, look out for a killer amongst the cars. As rumours spread about a savage serial murderer who hides his victims amongst hunks of metal, it might be time to abandon your life plans and prepare for a burial atop the scrapheap.

Welcome to Vallis Mortis, where the fairy tales of your dreams become the scary tales that nightmares are made of. Journey into the woods and meet all your old childhood favourites – but you’ll find no friends amongst the trees, as death and despair lurk around every corner. Your happily never after awaits.

Your pulse is racing, pupils dilated, and sweat runs down your twisted face. These are the trademark symptoms of The Virus. Quarantine awaits. As you face containment, prepare to share your new home with other infected specimens. Battle through the bloodied hordes of zombies and attempt to escape with your life. Try to stay calm – your fear is infectious.