About Us
Enter if you dare! HOWL'd beckons all brave souls to a spine-chilling yard of horrors and a ghastly haunted house experience. As the days grow shorter, our humble abode transforms into a nightmarish realm to delight and terrify the courageous souls who dare to roam our haunted grounds in the dark of October. Encounter a bone-chilling yard haunt designed for the fearless of all ages, and a petrifying haunted house that will test the mettle of the boldest among us.
Admission to HOWL'd is free. The spirits that dwell within thrive on donations, which are welcomed and bestowed upon local charities at the end of the haunting season.
A word of caution to those who dare to wander near – we are but mere mortals dwelling in a residential domain, a haunting ground for the brave and curious. Approach with reverence and respect, lest the spirits of the night awaken and cast their spectral gaze upon thee!
The History of HOWL'd
The History of HOWL'd
In the year of 2011, a chilling haunt known as a Haunt On WestLake Drive first emerged on a quiet and dark street in Lacey, Washington. What began as a mere garage spectacle on All Hallows' Eve has since grown into a frightening landscape, complete with sprawling and spooky displays encased in shrouds of fog and eerie lighting and a haunted house teeming with sinister actors and petrifying scares that are not for the faint of heart.
As fate would have it, a relocation back to the haunted grounds of Illinois in early 2024 prompted a name change. No longer bound to Westlake Drive, the haunt shed its former identity and embraced a new moniker: HOWL'd. A clever play on it’s original title, fitting seamlessly into the spirit of the Halloween season.
HOWL’d Creator
Greetings and welcome to HOWL’d!
Since I was but a wee one, All Hallow's Eve has held me in its thrall. I can still recall a long-ago memory of my friend's mother, who would transform her yard into a cemetery, cloaking herself in a witch's garb crafted by her own hands. Biding her time amidst the fallen leaves, she'd sprinkle the path with little "snaps," ensuring that any who ventured forth to claim their treats would meet with a fright. As the years passed, I found my calling in crafting diabolical displays and terrors to share with all who dare to partake. I relish the challenge of conjuring fresh horrors and am eager to hear your feedback. Send word by raven or share your tale of terror in the realm of social media.
