Being locked in a room never sounds terribly fun. Let alone paying for the privilege. Despite this, there’s currently a huge spate of experiences designed to test your ability to find keys hidden in some skeleton’s chest cavity: escape rooms.
The only times I can remember being locked in a room occurred when I was young, and my dad put a bolt on the top of the door of my room when I flat-out refused to stay in there when I was being punished. It feels odd to think of locking a kid in a room now; it seems like a different time, or a horror movie plot device. We’ve moved on from smacking, and parents don’t even bother to cook Brussels sprouts any more, perhaps because the only way you can get adults to contemplate putting them in their mouths is if there is almost as much thick cut bacon as there is, er, Brussels. Or if they’re those chocolate ones they sometimes have at M&S cash registers over Xmas.
I digress.
Source: Eurogamer The real purpose of escape rooms