The Halloween Fee
On Halloween night, an accident struck the haunted house attraction. The children and I were trapped in a pitch-black room, while the staff outside spoke without the slightest urgency.
“At this hour, the repair workers have already gone home. If you want them to come back, you’ll have to pay an extra thirty thousand in overtime.
“If you’re unwilling, then stay inside for the night.”
I begged them to call the repair worker first.
We had been in the sealed space for too long, and one boy with heart issues was struggling to breathe.
But the staff member only scoffed.
“That’s got nothing to do with me. He’s not my kid. Either pay, or sit quietly.”
Yet later, outside the emergency room, that same woman knelt on the floor in tears, begging the doctors to save her own child…