On most days, we’re just a family from Highland, Indiana.
But when the air turns crisp and the nights grow long… something else takes over.

We are the Siples, and Halloween isn’t just our favorite holiday—it’s our way of life.

What started years ago with a few carved pumpkins and the soft glow of a porch light has transformed into a full-scale home haunt that lures in the curious, the fearless, and sometimes… the unfortunate.

Every October, our quiet home on 43rd Street becomes something entirely different.

The fog thickens.
The shadows stretch.

And the sounds you hear in the dark are not from the wind.

Each year, we build, create, and conjure a new layer of fear. Crafting eerie walk-by displays, animatronics that seem to move on their own, unsettling lights, and haunting sounds that linger long after you’ve passed. Some nights, a familiar figure watches from the darkness. If you see him, trust your instincts… and keep moving.

This haunt is spooky, fun, and just unsettling enough to make you glance over your shoulder. It’s family-friendly, but not without its moments of genuine fear.

It’s more than a display.
It’s a tradition.
It’s a warning.

They say the spirits return every October. That the house awakens. That the street remembers. Some believe the fog brings them back. Others swear the house has always been watching, waiting patiently for Halloween to return.

Not everyone who enters leaves the same.
Not everyone leaves at all.

So if you’re brave enough to visit, follow the flickering lights on 43rd Street. Walk slowly. Don’t touch the props. And remember, this is an outdoor, weather-dependent experience.

We’ll be waiting for you...