What’s your most memorable Halloween experience?

One Halloween, I transformed my backyard into an immersive haunted trail so terrifying that guests questioned reality itself. Disorienting fog swallowed the path as body bags swung overhead, bloody handprints smeared across trees, and actors shrieked from pitch-black corners. At one point, the screams blurred with chilling whispers. Everyone was convinced that something truly evil, had cast a spell over the entire town.

Tell us why you would make it to the end of a horror movie.

Because I am horror’s final act, the nightmare director behind every scream and splatter. Others run, beg, or pray for daylight. I stand, grinning wide beneath cracked clown flesh, making monsters flinch and heroes shiver. When the credits roll, it’s my shadow crawling up the walls, my laughter echoing off empty halls. In my world, the survivor is the one you fear the most, because I’m not running from the terror. I am the reason it exists.

What would you do with the unlucky $13,000?

Put it towards my daughters education

Who is your real-life hero who you would want to survive a horror movie with?

My real-life hero to survive a horror movie with? My dad—the one who stands unflinching beside me in darkness, meeting terror with steel in his eyes and a heart unbroken. Together, we are the nightmare hunters fear and the last breath before silence falls.