Boo Blasters on Boo Hill — Local services in Virginia

From the second that dusty little ghost-mobile pulled up, I knew I was about to enter a fever dream where the budget was low, the energy was chaotic, and the vibe was impeccable.

I was out there blasting ghosts like it was my full-time job and baby — I sucked at it. I aimed at the ceiling, the walls, probably hit a poor dad in another car, who knows? But did I care? No. I was too busy cackling like a maniac in a funhouse built by an unsupervised art class.

Every corner of that ride hit me with a new surprise: a janky skeleton over here, a haunted toilet over there, lights flashing like we were one bad decision away from a warehouse rave. Somewhere around Room #3 I was convinced I had become a ghost myself.

When it ended, I floated out of that car like a confused toddler after a birthday party — disoriented, sticky with excitement, and absolutely ready to do it...

The A/C is a nice escape from the heat. Other than that: the ride area smells AWFUL! The guns and targets are un-responsive 90% of the time. Can you refurbish it so it works right? Or can we at least use this building as a spot to rest...

One of the more interesting "rides" and what do you know? It's closed. They bring in over a million bucks a day, but can't have working functional rides? Obviously don't care about...