WELCOME TO THE PARTY

flickering candles

Follow the candles

WELCOME TO THE PARTY

 

Candles along the stairs,

Keepers of the dark night.

We’ve come for the party

With no one else in sight.

 

More candles down the hall,

Their eerie lights flicker.

Empty rooms greet us as

We begin to bicker.

 

The basement door stands open.

We argue and make a fuss.

We agree to take the stairs

As the door slams behind us.

 

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

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OLD BOOKSTORE

Why don’t we have these anymore?

Books covering ceiling to floor.

Happiness between the binding.

What a perfect and safe finding.

Read in the candlelight.

Nothing can be as right.

Pictures and words before my eyes.

Reading about truth and some lies.

You’ll definitely find me hiding.

The tall shelves of books I’ll be minding.

NIGHT CREATURES

The wolves are gathering.

They follow the scent.

 

LOOK OUTSIDE.<br /> THE STATUES ARE HAVING A PARTY.<br /> ARE THEY ALIVE?<br /> NO ONE IS ALIVE AT END HOUSE.

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End House awaits.

Candles light the garden statues.

They look alive.

But no one is alive at End House.

 

WELCOME TO THE PARTY!<br /> TOO BAD NO ONE IS HERE.<br /> THE INVITATION SAID FOR TONIGHT<br /> BUT IT’S TOO LATE.<br /> IT’S TOO LATE FOR YOU.<br /> YOU ARE HERE TO STAY FOREVER.<br /> JOIN THE DEAD.

The invitation calls for tonight.
But the house is empty.
Dark.
Cold.
THE DEAD GAME

IT FLICKERS

Michail Satarov, Towards the Light. 

 

 

The candlelight flickers.

Melting down.

Dripping hot wax.

A pathway of heat.

For The Dead lo follow.

As they reach up.

From hell below.

Rising stronger.

Hotter.

Deadlier.

THE DEAD GAME

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A SPOT OF EVIL

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A spot of evil.

A dash of hell.

A flicker of candlelight.

A skull or two.

And you’re prepared.

To fight The Dead.

Don’t forget your spell book.

A mighty spell can take them down.

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A PUFF OF SMOKE

Puff of smoke

 

A puff of smoke.

A flicker of light.

Life is sweet.

Life is memorable.

Life is short.

Life is fleeting.

Gone in a puff of smoke.

Don’t close your eyes.

Keep them wide open.

Dangers are lurking everywhere.

Poof!

A life is gone.

Is it yours?

Only THE DEAD

have the power.

Only THE DEAD

hold the cure.

Only THE DEAD

know who’s next.

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ENJOY YOUR HAPPY STAY

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Friday the 13th is here.

There is no need to fear.

Come and step inside.

We’ve nothing to hide.

Candlelight will lead your way.

Please enjoy your happy stay.

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A NIGHT AT END HOUSE

 

 

Candles fill the night.

Candles light the way.

Down the long corridor.

Past leering portraits.

Peeling wallpaper.

A door to the basement.

Slippery stairs.

One hanging lightbulb.

Door locks.

Basement fills with water.

Pointy traps fall from the ceiling.

Followed by circular saws.

A nightmare?

No.

A night at End House in Oasis.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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PRAY FOR US

PRAY FOR US
Pray for us tonight
As we enter the house.
Candles light the way
Through the heavy darkness.
Our hearts beat as one
While the front door slams shut.
We’re locked in this sham,
A party held for none.
Gargoyles grin at us
From their posts on the stairs.
Candles lead upstairs
And down to the basement.
We must get out now,
Time is at a standstill.
 
THE DEAD GAME