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 happened.
The innocent family living here
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 back 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.
Yellow eyes peer at us
through the bars of cages.
Soon the animals are free.
The game has begun.
THE DEAD GAME