Creatures of the Corn

A full moon on a chilly October evening when suddenly hysterical screams erupt from a corn field to the loud buzzing sound of a chain saw.

I can smell the burning gasoline and see the blue wisps of smoke hovering from 8'-10' tall corn stalks thrashing violently back and forth. Desperate to see if I can help or call 911, the blood curdling screams end abruptly. Deathly silence.

Okay something weird is definitely happening at Pierce College in Woodland Hills...

I'm thinking a deranged maniac just escaped from an insane asylum, stopped off at the Home Depot nearby for a chain saw, and snuck into the corn field to massacre a bunch of Pierce College students conducting nitrate tests on corn stalks.

Actually, it's the annual FRIGHT FAIR at the Halloween Harvest Festival at Pierce College and the Creatures of the Corn is one of the after dark attractions scaring the living bejesus outta victims who dare venture into the corn field.

I decide to check out this weirdness myself.

As I begin my adventure into the corn field, a 10' tall giant Balrog demon perched on a stone pedestal bellows a fiendish welcome growl and flaps its bat wings, sending shivers up my spine. Either I turn back now or get ready to meet my maker.

I push on and start following the haunted path guided only by the silver light of the full moon.

The corn stalks immediately close over my head, making it impossible to see what's off to left or right of the path. Immediately my sixth sense alerts me. I'm being stalked. And the rustling sounds in the darkness are creeping me out because there's no wind tonight.

I pick up my pace, the path zig zagging. Now my hands are trembling. Something is getting closer. I know it. But I can't see it.

I stop short because now I hear... gurgling, rasping, hissing. I know corn snakes exist, but this is definitely bigger than a snake. And it's coming from all directions.

Straining my ears, I try to get a grip and focus. Did the people ahead of me get lost, detour off the path and cut through the corn stalks?

Then I see a figure suddenly appear on the path further ahead. I quickly turn around about to flee when another figure appears on the path behind me. It's too dark to make out the details but they are quickly approaching me.

I'm trapped and have nowhere to turn. I scream out "HELP!" but no one responds, except the approaching shapes with evil delight, "NO ONE TO SAVE YOU NOW!"

They're within feet of me now and the HORROR freezes me.

Hannibal Lecter in a bloody apron dragging a sledge hammer... a Zombie with blood from her mouth. Both hope to drag me into the thick corn stalks, but I'm too quick and manage to get around them.

I bolt further down the path and turn my head to make sure they aren't chasing me.

Thankfully these creatures aren't, but just a few minutes later I come face to face with the maniac wielding that chainsaw I heard earlier.

I'm happy to report that none of the dozens Creatures of the Corn touched me, and I made it out alive.

Frightened but safe.

To experience the FRIGHT FAIR yourself is weird fun, so I'd recommend you buy a ticket and become a fan on their Facebook page today.