The Dark Pursuit promises you a thrilling, adrenaline pumping experience that will make your heart skip more than just a beat…if you survive.

Rebecca Kitchen, news anchor for KOLO8 News and Holly Hutchings from This Is Reno joined the Downtown Reno Partnership’s excursion into the 4,000-square-foot maze hidden below Reno Axe in downtown Reno. Our team also included Mike Higdon and the fearless Tanya Polli, the marketing and office managers for the Partnership, and me, the marketing Intern.

First off, I do not like scary stories, movies, books or anything of the sort, so words cannot describe how frightened I was to go into the Dark Pursuit maze. I am the type of person that will run out of a room even when a scary commercial pops up on the TV. 

As we walked into Reno Axe I thought, “how can I get out of this?” But, I had already committed to participating in this experience and I was going along with our group. I tried to play it cool, but I felt as if I was drowning in my nerves. I can’t even remember the last time I’ve been in a haunted house for Halloween and I was about to go into a paranormal themed maze.

This sounded insane.

The five of us left the light-filled axe throwing area into a cold, dimmed stairwell. The owner and two employees described the mission: “escape with your life” and uncover the truth about the murder of a little girl named Alma whose spirit haunts the walls of the chilling maze.

I looked at each person’s face to see if they were thinking the same thing that I was. “We can’t seriously be doing this. Someone please say something so none of us have to go in, or at least me. Can we just throw an axe instead and call it a day?”

“Don’t die,” said Izzy, the actress who interrupted my nonstop flow of thoughts. I looked down the stairs that had a creepy old-looking door open with a flickering bulb that provided the only source of light. One by one, the members in my group walked down the steps as I stayed stuck in my place. My legs were not moving and my eyes filled with water.

I am not kidding when I say I don’t do scary.

Afraid of being left alone, I walked down the stairs as I shook my head.

“Nope. I really, really can’t do this,” I repeatedly said as we continued into a darker room with a TV screen. Once the door slammed behind us, a video began to play, but it became background noise as the anticipation built up inside of me.

After the video ended, Mike opened the door and we entered pitch-b