House of Haunts was created by Robert Kocher
Hightower and Eric Princz on the Sportland
Pier in North Wildwood, NJ. It was created
to bring back a ‘classical’ style
Haunted House in the form of an old Haunted
Manor. The name, “House of Haunts”
was chosen to help bring back some of the
old school names of attractions from a long
forgotten era, as well as to help summarize
the uniqueness of this Haunted attraction.
The House of Haunts is a collection and holds
lots of props and relics of many of the haunted
houses on the east coast, especially New Jersey.
It took over a year to design and build this
attraction, and it was with the help of many
professional haunted house designer friends
of Rob and Eric that this vision was created.
The House of Haunts can even boast to have
some of the only surviving props from Wildwood’s
own Castle Dracula as well as props from Fred
Mahana's Haunted House.
House of Haunts - "The Legend of Von
Draco" Background Story
are stories which make men laugh, and stories
which make men
weep; tales of heroism and mystery, that
echo throughout the ages.
And there are tales of horror that are so
fearsome they can but be whispered.
Such is the legend of Baron Von Draco and
his wife, Isabella.
was the 19th Century, and there lived an
affluent lord, Baron Von Draco.
His estate was prosperous, a land of supple,
rolling hills and thick forests laden with
The Baron ruled over this dominion from
a prodigious Victorian Manor, alongside
his lovely wife
Isabella, and their handsome sons and daughters.
one fateful autumn afternoon, the Baron
prized mastiffs hunting in the forest. He
was very far from home when the
sky began to darken preternaturally, and
the distant roll of thunder
rattled the trees. Von Draco quickly turned
to make his way back to the
safety of his manor. He was pelted with
heavy drops of rain, and
lightening snaked violently from the sky.
storm grew so furious that the Baron was
forced to seek
shelter in a nearby cave. As the Baron entered
the cave's evil presence, he
was buffeted by the beating of a thousand
wings, and deafened by an army of
shrieking bats. He felt himself being bitten
on his hands and neck, and he
dove from the cave, screaming. The bats
erupted from the
entrance in a hellish gout of writhing darkness,
spreading to form a dark
canopy over the forest. He ran furiously
through the trees in a blur, and finally
his way home to his concerned wife Isabella
who tended to his wounds.
many days the Baron lay in his chambers,
silent and reclusive. In the days and weeks
that followed, the Baron continued to act
unlike himself. He became harsh and
demanding. He often slept during the day
and even went so far as to order the windows
of the manor boarded up, and the lights
extinguished in the night.
a month disturbing and frightful events
began to take place. Animals were
found in the hills, their necks rent asunder
and their bodies drained of
blood. Some of the manor's most trusted
servants disappeared. As fear mounted,
and rumors spread, many fled his lands altogether.
the head housekeeper was found murdered,
her lifeless body
pale and drained, even the Baron's own children
left the household against
the protestations of their mother. They
beseeched Isabella to follow them,
to flee the now forsaken manor and the obviously
possessed Von Draco, but
she could not; she loved her husband still,
and in her devotion she was
blind to what he had become.
halls of the Von Draco Manor were now streaked
with blood. Isabella woke one
morning to find the dead housekeeper standing
stiffly over her bed, staring
down at her with listless eyes. Isabella's
screams shook the very
foundation of the manor, and she ran from
her chambers seeking her husband.
found Von Draco surrounded by a host of
undead servants; men and women
she had known for years now stood limply,
their mouths gaping with silent screams.
Baron Von Draco laughed maniacally, and
beckoned Isabella closer. As she backed
in horror, the undead began to move towards
her, their limbs raised
crookedly and their eyes glowing with a
soulless hatred. She fled from the
hall, running blindly through the manor.
Sobbing with fright, Isabella stumbled
into the graveyard, cutting her hand on
the barbed iron of the entrance gate.
When the reality of the Baron's evil struck
Isabella collapsed, kneeling in the soft
soil of a recently dug grave.
grave was very deep, its bottom lost in
the darkness, and at the head of the grave
stood a tall, blank tombstone. She reached
up to touch the tombstone, her hand dripping
blood. Instinctively she wrote a single
word upon the cold stone in blood;
ALLEBASI. She sensed the presence of Baron
Von Draco behind her, and with a
final sigh she threw herself into the open
grave. The Baron's laughter
followed Isabella to its bottom, ending
only with the snapping of her neck.
centuries the Von Draco manor lay empty
and untouched. The tales of what had
transpired within those walls lived on in
the hearts of those who had
escaped the Baron's clutches, and the name
of Von Draco became synonymous
with all manner of evil and death. For generations
creatures were seen wandering the manor.
It was a place that even the most courageous
souls dared not explore.
manor of Baron Von Draco has long since
deteriorated into ruin,
an unspectacular mound of stone and mortar.
But occasionally, in the darkest
of nights, the winds may carry the faint
sound of a scream, or a curse, or
the echo of chilling laughter....
you, fair guest, have ventured into the
ruins... shall ye share Isabella's fate?