A single light flickers from the window, a faint smell of something burning in the air. Just inside The Haunting On Russell Street, something else is waiting. A room transformed into full-blown dread - a storm of cobwebs and candlelight, dust sheets and the unmistakable scent of old wax. Every nook hides something else, from crows squawking, cobwebs sticking and a fireplace that's gone cold. A soundtrack to follow suit, with whispers and static making way for something closer to breathing. Behind the bar, ordinary bartenders are transformed into figures who shouldn't quite be there, crafting unsettling concoctions in glassware shaped like skulls, ravens and things better left unnamed. A pure embrace of dread, an experience worth booking - and one you won't be rushing back to alone. The Haunting on Russell Street does not disappoint.