|Definitely not for the ones with a weak heart.|
Imago Shopping Mall has again produced a series of events for its patrons this coming Halloween. The Reformatory is the second event produced after the success of last year's event The Infirmary, that you can see long queues up to the main entrance waiting patiently to enter the haunted house.
There will be two routes available - Route A and Route B. There will be staff in charge in both routes to give a quick briefing of your mission before entering. Blood pressure tests will be taken before queuing for the haunted house - this is to ensure all participant's current heart conditions are safe to enter. Please note that pregnant women are NOT allowed to enter the haunted house as well. Your age must be 16 and above to be allowed entering.
|Enter at your own risk ;;;|
Spend accumulated receipts of RM100 and above at Imago Shopping Mall to redeem 1 entry ticket. 1 entry ticket qualifies 2 - 4 persons.
The Reformatory will officially opens on Friday, 14th October 2016 until the 13th November 2016. Don't miss out the chance! Thank you Imago for this Media Review invitation! I really enjoyed screaming
my lungs out inside the haunted house.
Here is the background story of The Reformatory. I had to say I am very impressed with the evil mastermind behind this whole event - so much creativity. (The texts below are taken from Imago's official FB page. I do not own this.)
Jonah Trish (Prisoner No. IM00015), Sam Welding (Prisoner No. IM00016), Gina Joseph (Prisoner No. IM00033), and Brenda Johnson (Prisoner No. IM00034), death row prisoners who long protested their prison sentences and claimed to be innocent of the crimes they were convicted, were all sent to a secret prison facility to be reformed, or executed if the rehabilitation fails. This secret facility is known amongst the inmates as The Reformatory. No one actually knows what happens there, but prisoners sent there never returned.
They woke one day to find their cell doors opened. The block they were in was silent. They left their cells slowly and stepped into the corridor. Blood on the floor. No, it was everywhere! As they stepped further, they found their fellow inmates on their bed, dead and desecrated. A voice called out from the dark at the end of the corridor. Two wardens, crawling on the floor barely alive, with blood flowing from their hands reaching out to them, begging for help.
The prisoners started running, a slithering sound chasing after them. They ran, only to find another warden trying to pry open the rusty metal door at the other end of the corridor. The lights flickered and went out. The air turned cold. Awfully cold. Evil cold. Chills ran down their backs. A dark shadow was slowly approaching them, and it whispered, “No mercy.” Are they alive or dead?
|Evil Knows No Mercy|