What lies hidden beneath End House?
Familiar faces & bony countenances.
A cacophony of moans & sounds.
A community of creatures living in the tunnels.
Friends who might be returning to the living,
Or the living who might be joining The Dead.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
A mansion rises from the mist.
Will I even be missed?
Vampires descend the stairs
with their haughty stares.
There is nowhere to hide,
I must choose a side.
THE DEAD AT HEART
A creature of the night,
who walks in the moonlight.
Don’t be fooled
by his beautiful shell.
For inside, he’s empty,
without a soul.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Dark passion rules the night.
From here I can see
the wonderful sea.
I step through the door
and stand at the shore.
But the sun soon leaves,
and the ocean heaves.
Sharp hail hits my face.
I won’t win this race.
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Oasis appears serene.
I do not want to preen,
but I did say there were creatures.
At night, you won’t see their features.
THE DEAD GAME
PREY FOR THE DEAD: Book Two
Hello, it’s just me.
Sitting in the dark.
I’m fun as can be.
A day at the park.
I’m here when you sleep.
Your worst nightmare.
Can you see its legs
Climbing your hair?
Can you feel it?
It is black and furry.
Don’t go back to sleep
Or you’ll see blurry.
Did it bite your neck?
I can see the mark.
Just a little peck.
The room goes dark.
I walk alone at night
when the moon is full height.
The sky black as tar,
but I won’t walk far.
I search for the shadow
on a road so narrow.
I want to see who he’s become;
The Dead leader, the evil one.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
Book Two of The Dead Game Series
THE STAIRCASE
Follow the gargoyles to their master.
Follow the staircase to its source.
Take me down under
To the darkness in us all.
Beneath End House lies the answers
To questions asked from times gone by.
The unearthly dungeons and mazes
Will lead our way through hell and beyond.
I know others have gone before me
To the place deep in the earth.
Hell has unleashed its prized possessions
To torment the innocent and needy.
Even with their human bodies
They cannot hide forever from my wrath.
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN
THE DEAD GAME
The night is here.
Dark shadows appear.
The full moon spins on its axis.
Creatures settle for sleep.
The wise owl opens yellow eyes in defiance.
Who are the shadows that interfere
with the peace of the night?
Who dare to leave dead bodies
along their nightly path?
Hide ye beyond your closed
doors and shuttered windows.
For THE DEAD own the night.
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The house welcomes.
It creaks.
It sighs.
The front door drifts open.
We step inside.
Gargoyles stand sentinel
on the staircase.
Their eyes follow our path
past the flickering candles.
An icy wind brushes our skin
with unseen fingers.
Shadows move and sway
in the dark hallway.
The front door locks behind us.
The house has spoken.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
