Many years ago in the basement of a Chicago brownstone apartment the stage was set for what would become a horror filled annual event. Each October as Autumn fell upon the city, the depths of a brownstone apartment building was transformed into a subterranean tomb, complete with scenes of horror and screams of terror from the innocent that dared to enter. Darkened creatures lurked in the shadows waiting hungrily to dine on the souls of the unwitting passerby. Wary guests filled with dread as they were invited in and led past an interior graveyard rising out of a dirt floor where once long ago sat piles of coal used to fire the abandoned boiler. This was the place for all souls, dead or alive, to gather in celebration of all things haunted. This was the beginnings of Horrorween.
Today Horroween is rekindled every October at our 130 year old home far west of the city. The streets are a little quieter here, a little darker, and during October, just a little more Horroweenish.