Honey, I Killed the Audience
There was a private showing of "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience" at Disneyland back in the year 2000, that nobody remembers but me... because I was the only survivor. It's been a very long time since this happened, and I may have been on cocaine at the time... but I have to tell my side of the story.
I was only 20 years old. I was excited to check out some of the things at Disneyland, and they invited our entire group to the "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience" attraction. When we finally began to watch it, it seemed decent enough. The movie started off normally. Everything was okay until the part with the cat came on, and then the cat turned into a lion and scared the shit out of me. I thought that everyone was screaming because of the effects, but then I felt something whoosh over my head, and then this substance sprayed all over me. It was blood! I ducked down and heard other people screaming and getting gashed open, and then, everything went quiet.
The movie continued on. Rick Moranis, the actor who played the dad, looked out of the screen and broke the fourth wall. He said "Are you dead? Are you all dead? Good....."
I looked around at everyone else. They were all dead, all right. Deader than dead. I didn't know what to do. I eventually escaped through a back door and snuck out of the park in horror, replaying the lion scene in my head. Something was amiss. It had to have been a setup. We were all rich people going to experience this 3D event for the first time... what was the connection? My fellows have been dead for 23 years. The Walt Disney Company will pay dearly for their deaths if it's the last damn thing I do.
Written by Meaty
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