To the right side of the bonfire was the gigantic paper mache alligator head. I walked up a ramp that was a tongue then crawled through the esophagus and slid down a slide  on my stomach landing on a mattress. Inside the bunker was a huge concrete cavern that had been turned into a haunted house. Recorded screams and howls echoed through the dim hallways. We were immediately greeted with a room that showed a film loop of a man screaming while getting his guts ripped out by a bunch of zombies, over and over again. It was an effective use of chitterlings. Each passageway or room held something for us.

when the band played. One had a dead baby hanging from a noose in a ramshackle room. The baby still had the umbilical cord tied off and had "don't cut me down" written on it's stomach. Another room had a four foot silhouette of a skull made of metal hanging from the ceiling. The eyes, nose and mouth in the skull had gas fueled flames shooting out of them. The crowd at the party was wearing a collection of hand made costumes that would make any outsider artist proud. The best was a seven foot tall silver fabric column that had white lights in a dome flashing on the top. I don't know what it was supposed to be but it did a vertical dance