DOWN WE GO

 

 

A steep cliff lies before us.

End House looms behind.

We’ve endured.

A pool of blood.

Descending saws.

Wild animals.

The cliff looks safer.

Down we go.

THE DEAD GAME

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FLY OFF THE ROCKS

 

We have reached the edge.

Nowhere left to go.

We escaped the party.

The deadly game from hell.

Let’s jump into the ocean.

Swim our way down the shore.

To the beach filled with tourists.

Where help will be on the way.

We can’t return to End House.

Evil house of illusions.

Filled with traps and dead bodies.

No way are we going back.

Come and take my hand.

Let’s fly off the rocks.

We’ll soar through the air.

Like a pair of white doves.

Footsteps behind us.

Flying creatures above.

Time is now or never.

For us to take our chance.

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BALANCED AT THE EDGE

 

A house balanced at the edge.

Daring all to enter its domain.

A black invitation in hand.

We go to the party.

Faced with deadly traps.

We run for our lives.

Down the rocks.

To the beach.

Winds bashing our faces.

Lightning lighting our way.

To the park.

To a gazebo lit by candles. 

A hanging body inside.

Will this night ever end?

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CLIFF HOUSE

 

The waves dance in fury.

Hitting the sharp rocks.

The house towers above.

Glaring down at intruders.

Any who dare to violate its shores.

Death to all who come inside.

The Dead haunt its walls.

They roam the tunnels below.

THE DEAD GAME

 

WHAT’S NEXT?

 

 

A steep cliff lies before us.

End House looms behind.

A pool of blood.

Descending saws.

Wild animals.

The cliff is safer.

Down we go.

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INTO THE WOODS WE GO

into the woods

 
Into the woods,

Into the woods we go,

Past the dead trees,

Into the darkness,

Where they wait.

They wait for us

In the vacant house,

At the edge of the woods,

Above the steep cliff,

Where nothing grows.

THE DEAD GAME

 

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DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

Dream a little dream.
An orange, red sun
Setting over the ocean.
A jagged cliff
Showcasing a lighthouse.
A light casting its glow,
While waiting for a ship.
Waves lapping at the rocks,
Trying to climb the steep fortress.
Clouds rolling in over the mountain,
Attempting to hide the light.
The sun slowly falling,
Losing some of its fire.
A ship appearing in the distance,
Seeking the lone light.
Its lights blinking in sequence.
The lighthouse signalling back.
All is well.
Dream well done.

THE DEAD GAME — A PARANORMAL THRILLER

THE DEAD GAME — A PARANORMAL THRILLER

 

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 47

     Edward dove into the water and reached him right before the last saw could finish its final rotation—which would have passed through Tom’s skinny, exposed neck. Edward grabbed Tom by the arm and pulled him to safety, past the sharp, swirling blades of the metal saws.
      From out of nowhere, wide stone steps emerged on the far wall. Edward ran up the stairs, with Tom climbing up behind him. A huge metal door in the solid wall opened before them. Neither of them hesitated, but ran straight through the open doorway. The door slammed shut behind them and blended back into the concrete wall.
      Louise couldn’t figure out where Tom and Edward had gone. The door was gone and so were Tom and Edward. Were they trapped somewhere? Or were they free outside the house? Would they be coming back?

 

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THE DEAD GAME — DAY 154

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 154

Linda and friends were off to Wolf’s house to confront him about the disappearances and deaths in town. They weren’t afraid until they pulled up to his dark house. Maybe they should’ve been more careful and more afraid for their own good.

Chapter 27
They pulled up in front of Wolf’s dreary-looking house. David appeared to be having second thoughts about their idea: he was crouched down low down in his seat. Mike had to forcibly drag him from the car.
The four humans walked up to the front door, but it was already standing wide open, beckoning for them to step into its dark depths.
With a slight quiver in his voice David said, “He’s expecting us. The Big Bad Wolf is already waiting for us. We don’t even have the element of surprise.”
“We’ve never had a chance anyway,” Mike said to David. He loved teasing his silly friends. He looked over at David, visualizing him as the weak lion in The Wizard of Oz who lacked courage. He could just imagine him holding his tail in his shaky hands, as they slowly walked down the long hallway to meet the wizard—or in this case, the wolf. If David was the lion, then he must be the Tin Man—the one without a heart. Linda could easily be the silly scarecrow without a brain, which would make Shana Dorothy, who was always searching for a home.
“Great! We get to die in this creepy house. I hope someone finds our bodies before they decay,” David said, making Mike want to pull his tail real hard.
“Stop the theatrics and let’s head in already.” It looked like Shana really wanted to find a home and a happy ending with Sam, mused “without a heart” Mike, but it was doubtful that she ever would. Just click your red heels together, Dorothy, and see what really happens.
“Don’t worry, Todd and Sam will come in time to help us. Todd always seems to know when I’m in trouble,” Linda said. Here goes “no brains” again.
“Which is about all the time,” said Shana. Another genius heard from, announced Mike silently to his invisible audience.
“What if the Father can’t locate them in time?” asked David. Boohoo.
“Todd and Sam have powers of their own and they’ll find us,” said Linda. Sure! Silly scarecrow!
They walked into the house very slowly. “Down the Yellow Brick Road…”