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Back inside the Kastle, I was greeted by Tracy’s Cuckoo Clock stunt: a distorted grandfather clock in which the clock face opened and a crazed duck extended towards me, than snapped back. There was a loud “quack” sound it to accompany the duck’s attack. |
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It was apparently time to leave the clock, as my coffin made a quick descent back to the first level, passing two large hypnotic disks then into a corridor where all the wall illustrations and stunts on either side indicated all things giant spider and sure enough there was one on a half-wall overhead; to the right, a female victim trying to escape from its web, her efforts obstructed by a strange creature protruding from her body. I could hear her faint screams. |
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After pushing aside a final gravestone (this one about a foot high) it was through two sets of double doors and back into the afternoon sun. There was a sign instructing me to lift my lid and exit to the left. I did just that, but took a moment just before I pushed open the exit gate, to reflect on this very unique and entertaining dark ride.
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An August 1969 visit found the Kooky Kastle boarded up but it was promising to see signs reading “Coming in 1970 - The All New Kooky Kastle". The more I thought about it, the more I accepted the fact that the Kastle was in dire need of some repair, so this was for the best. |
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