RED SKY

 

The sky glows red

with anger.

It shrieks thunder.

It rains tears.

Lightning sizzles

across its angry face.

Wait.

Watch.

Listen.

The sky is still in command.

It shows its wrath.

Then it grows calm

and releases the blue skies.

FOLLOW THE CANDLES

 

FOLLOW THE CANDLES

Follow the candles
to where they lead.
Along the dark corridor, you walk,
expecting a monster at every corner.
No one appears.
No sounds break the dead quiet.
Along the corridor, you go,
waiting for something or someone.
You see darkness and candles.
A door appears at the end.
It creaks open.
Do you want to see the other side?
Human nature propels you
into the dark gloom.
What happens next?
The answer is hidden in the
inner recesses of your mind.
Follow your nightmare to its end.
Hurry before you wake.
There’s no turning back.

The Dead are waiting.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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DEADLY GAMES

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Louise & her friends escaped End House.

But the deadly game was far from over.

She dashed across the beach,

mounds of sand hitting her face.

On the walkway, 

branches swiped at her.

Main Street stood empty.

Silent.

Candles flickered in the park.

A wind propelled her

toward the lights.

Thrust into the gazebo by an unseen force,

Louise felt like a puppet on a string.

A noose wrapped around her neck.

She hung from the wooden beams.

Hooded creatures circled her.

The noose tugged tighter.

The world spun.

The shadows slowed.

They chanted in an unfamiliar language,

Their hoods casting their faces in shadows.

The winds turned wilder,

moaning in unison with the voices.

Louise recognized a face before she losing consciousness,

but it was too late for her or the town of Oasis.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

Kindle

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VACATION TIME

1 Vacation time

 

Enjoy your vacation.

But take care.

Don’t fall prey to The Dead

For they own the night.

 

🖤THE DEAD GAME SERIES 🖤

 

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THE NIGHT COMES

 

 

The night comes,

Dragging its feet,

Lurking in the corners.

Come to me.

I can’t wait much longer.

Your time is limited.

Enter my domain.

The wind sighs.

The moon shows its face.

The birds flee.

The spirits rise.

Yes, move closer.