In between sipping my coffee and munching a croissant, I've been frantically scanning Le Monde and Le Figaro to see if either of those newspapers has an article about a missing Finnish family.
Alternately screaming and laughing, the five of us clung together as we made our way past the ghouls of Père Lachaise Cemetery, the ghost of the Tuileries Garden and the flesh eating lunatics in the asylum, but we lost sight of the family when a ghastly man in white ordered Stéphane and me to proceed down a long corridor.
Plus, the building is exceptional and there are a lot of actors inside the mansion.
Ironically located on rue de Paradis, Paradise Road , Le Manoir de Paris is open on Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings throughout the year.
In case you're worried about having too close of an encounter with a French Dracula, Phantom of the Opera or Hunchback of Notre-Dame, it's helpful to know that the actors are not allowed to touch the visitors, although they do get chillingly close! If you would like to know more about the young woman who was found stabbed to death on line 8 of the Paris metro or the bloody baker who sold his customers pâté made from finely chopped human flesh, I encourage you to print a copy of the legends from because the diabolical demons don't take kindly to questions.
Yes, it was expensive but worth it for a Halloween treat.
Since we never saw the family again, I fear that their vacation in Paris may have come to a grisly end in the mystifying maze of Le Manoir de Paris.