By Todd Martens, Los Angeles Times

I turn a bend and see a figure in a cornfield. The gray sky is foreboding, a storm clearly on the horizon. When I take a step forward, I’m hit with a gust of wind and fog. Suddenly, it’s no longer a silhouette in the haze but a scarecrow, shrouded in hay, lurching toward me.

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Only I am not on a Midwestern farm, and there is no threat of severe weather. I’m in a warehouse in Las Vegas, walking through a maze called “Scarecrow: Th

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