Where’s The Breakroom?

I was hired as a new actor for a nationally ranked haunted house attraction for the Halloween season. I came to get acting experience and make some additional money to pay the bills with. I mean, who wouldn't want to be paid to scare people for fun? I had no idea what I was getting myself into until it was too late....

I was cast as a zombie in a graveyard room. I had arrived for opening night of the haunted house's 30th season, and was directed to a side door entrance by a friendly security lady. I went upstairs to a costume room where I was given my outfit, which consisted of ragged, ripped clothes a zombie might wear. I was called in for makeup, and they made me truly look like a member of the undead. A veteran actor directed me to where my scene was located in the haunted house, and my manager stopped by to make sure I was ready. She told me a breaker would come by once my break time began. I smiled and gave a thumbs up, ready to begin my career as a scare actor.

Scaring people was so much fun. I lost count of the number of screams I had caused, which was so incredibly addictive to do. Eventually nature started calling, and I wondered when my breaker would come. Hours seemed to go by, and no breaker, security, or even my manager had stopped back to check on me. I had been told in training that if I truly couldn't wait, I could rush to the breakroom, then return to my scene. I stealthily followed the last group I scared out of my scene, looking for the emergency exit that would take me to the hidden hallway that led to the breakroom. When I had first toured the house during my training, I remember being told that the emergency exit was right about.... here!

There was no door there though, just another wall. I could have sworn the door was in this spot. Undeterred, I continued through the haunt, passing through a dangerous toy room, a sinister circus, a sewer, and a bloodied up office room. I remember being told there were multiple emergency exits, but I hadn't seen any of them in this trip through the house. Oddly enough, the people I had followed were no longer around either. Could they have run ahead that fast?

I proceeded to where the end of the haunt was, concluding that I could exit, then find the breakroom from the outside. But when I reached the end of the house, I was greeted by another wall. I quickly backtracked to the beginning of the attraction to seek the stairs I had used to enter the haunt from the makeup and costume rooms. Where the stairs should have been was another wall. What was going on?

Not sure what else to do, I headed back to my scene. Maybe someone would come by and then I could ask for help. I still heard all the sound effects, and the animatronics were all running too. But I hadn't seen any other actors while searching for the exits, and I hadn't run into any other guests either. I was essentially alone in this actively running haunted house, without a soul to scare. A few hours later I returned to the bloody office room, and found the ancient typewriter that I am writing this message on. I will leave it around where a guest may find it, should this place ever open back up to the public. Maybe then I will find someone that can show me how to get to the breakroom....