FOLLOW THE CURIOUS

Cobblestone by cemetery

FOLLOW THE CURIOUS

The cobblestones glisten

under the moonlight.

Gravestones peek out

in the heavy fog.

Moans sweep the winds

that rustle the lifeless trees.

A gate stands open

to welcome the curious.

Footsteps draw closer

to my hiding place.

A cloaked figure enters

the home of the dead.

It disappears inside a mausoleum

with a lone angel standing guard.

Goosebumps riddle my body

as I inch forward from my spot.

I can’t stand the suspense.

I must find the meeting place

of the dead and gone.

THE DEAD GAME

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MOVE AT YOUR OWN PACE

Turn one block.

They all turn.

At the same time.

In the same way.

Just like people,

who follow one person.

At the same time.

In the same way.

How boring.

How useless.

If we moved in our

own unique ways,

life would be more interesting.

People would be more interesting.

HELL HAS ARRIVED

CANDLELIGHT

blackoutraven:

FOLLOW THE CANDLES
The candles will light your way through End House.
The house may look deserted but there is a host.
He will play his evil game once all the guests have arrived.
Will any live? Will any die?
It is too soon to tell.
The night has only just begun.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

blackoutraven:

FOLLOW THE CANDLES

 

The candles will light your way through End House.

The house may look deserted but there is a host.

He will play his evil game once all the guests have arrived.

Will any live? Will any die?

It is too soon to tell.

The night has only just begun.

The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

DARK SHADOWS OF MY MIND

The nightmare of my mind,

Crammed with trees and dirt.

A deserted forest of the night;

No visitors or intruders.

Graves mark the spots

Where life once stood.

Replaced by shadows,

Drifting in time and space.

A space pitch black,

Deep in the recesses of my mind.

No way to escape it

For it follows me everywhere.