BEHIND DOOR NUMBER 3
Down the stairs we go,
Down to the dark basement
of the deserted End House.
What happened here 5 years ago?
A freak storm is what had happened.
The innocent family living here
had disappeared into the raging waves
of the Atlantic Ocean.
Now we’re locked in the basement.
We’ve lived through the
swinging traps and circular saws.
No way for us but forward.
Three closed doors stand before us.
The horrors behind the first two doors
had almost killed us.
Door number 3 is waiting.
We walk in.
Animals pace in cages,
behind metal bars.
The animals are moving forward,
free from their cages,
They must find the exit.
A door leads to steep stairs.
We make our way down,
flying creatures at our backs.
We stare at the sharp rocks below…
The game has only just begun.
THE DEAD GAME