The Truth
What it is
For over fifteen years, we have opened our doors on the last Saturday of October. Not for the faint of heart. Not for those who prefer their darkness decorative.
"A bone chilling descent into a modern version of hell."
— The Austin Chronicle
"A thrilling nightmare that never lets up. Did I noclip into the Backrooms? Is this real?"
— Austin360
"It's as if a byzantine, evil, parallel universe leaked into our dimension."
— Texas Monthly
One hundred and twenty guests. Music that moves the dead. Food and drink that make you forget what year it is. A costume contest where the only rule is: commit.
Austin's premier private Halloween gathering is not a party. It's a reckoning. It finds you in the street or the graveyard. It follows you home. It stays.
