FALLING

The staircase gives way.

Linda slides into its grasp.

A tunnel envelopes her.

Hands reach out for her.

Her cries fill the dark void.

“Will I reach the bottom?

Is there even a bottom?”

Her jumbled thoughts swirl around.

She hears a voice yell out,

“Stop!”

The tunnel dissolves.

The stairs return.

Todd waits on the top step.

Linda runs down the staircase

And makes it to the front door.

But the door knob won’t budge.

“Open!”

The door opens

At Todd’s command.

The house pushes Linda

and her friends out the door.

It slams shut behind them.

Afraid to face a new and more powerful Todd,

Linda scrambles to her feet

and races away from End House.

THE DEAD GAME

RAINDROP

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The Dead can appear in disguise

As people like you and me.

They can change forms to hide

Like a raindrop falling from the sky.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD GAME — A Paranormal Mystery

Should we visit End House?

The beautiful house had almost been

destroyed in the last storm.

Pieces of its roof and shutters had

blown off in the winds.

The last family had disappeared.

Why did we receive an invitation

for a party at the deserted house?

Let’s go and find out.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

Come and join THE DEAD.

They are eager for new followers.

Who will be their next victim?

Who will wash up on shore?

Find out in THE DEAD GAME.

 

 

THE DEAD are watching.

They watch from windows and doors.

Once the sun goes down,

they roam the town.

Be smart;

stay indoors.

THE DEAD love the night.

 

 

The wolves howl in warning.

Birds flee in fear from trees.

The Dead come at night

to claim their victims.

Unless they are stopped.

Who is strong enough to stop them?

Find out in THE DEAD GAME.

 

 

The ground rumbles.

The gravestones shake.

The door to the mausoleum creaks open.

The leaves rustle in the wind.

The dirt parts.

A hand reaches from a grave.

Bodies rise up from the earth.

The Dead are ready to play.

THE DEAD GAME 

 

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Midnight is approaching.

The witching hour in Oasis, Florida.

 

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End House holds secrets.

Secrets of The Dead and gone.

Deadly traps.

Vengeful spirits.

Join us if you dare.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

ABYSS

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Into the tunnel we are thrown.

Been more careful if I had known.

We’re falling down a dark abyss.

Please someone give us an assist.

 

We’re falling too hard and fast.

This nightmare better not last.

Our time has come to an end

As we fly around the bend.

 

The Dead are waiting for us below.

I can hear them yelling out hello.

We land with a thump and a bang.

I’m now facing a big fat fang.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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SAVE ME

What has happened to our paradise?
Now I could surely use some advice.
Our town is bombarded with creatures.
In the dark we can’t see their features.

They come out in the dark of night.
Hiding their faces from the light.
The winds are picking up speed.
They devour our town with greed.

We must run and hide in the church.
Before we are left in the lurch.
Someone save us before it’s too late.
From creatures filled with evil and hate.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE POINT OF NO RETURN

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Down the rabbit hole we go.

Far down beneath the earth’s surface.

Where The Dead wait for their savior.

Arms extended.

Reaching for us.

Mouths held open in silent cries.

As we fall farther.

Deeper.

Past the point of no return.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

A FOREST SO GREEN

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Let’s travel through the forest so green.

A creature-filled oasis but don’t scream.

The roots tangle around our feet.

Walking becomes a scary feat.

Neon leaves hit our faces.

A hit every few paces.

I’m sinking deep into the forest floor.

Quicksand my enemy forever more.

THE DEEP

 

THE DEEP

The water sparkles.

A bottomless pit.

Shadows of tree limbs

drift along its murky surface.

It snatches pieces of debris

on its journey down river.

Rocks, branches, leaves…

fall into its dark abyss.

Something is moving.

A hand.

Reaches for me.

An inky black hand.

What should I do?

Wait.

Two arms.

A dark figure

emerges from the water.

Too big to be human.

It’s facing me.

It doesn’t have eyes.

A dark shadow,

dripping inky slime.

It roars.

It walks toward me.

I want to run.

I want to hide.

But I can’t.

My feet are stuck to the ground.

More roaring sounds.

More creatures are rising.

Is this real?

Am I dreaming?

All becomes quiet.

No roaring.

What happened?

“What are you doing?”

I turn around.

I’m standing in front

of the TV screen.

My friends stare back at me.

I’m blocking a horror movie.

I feel embarrassed.

I feel myself being hit

by popcorn.

Another Saturday night.

LET THE GAMES BEGIN

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

A town besieged by evil.

Sunshine lights its days.

Darkness blankets its nights.

Tourists flock to its beaches.

Dark shadows stalk them home.

A game is being played with our lives.

We must fight until the bitter end.

DREAM ON

 

Step into my world

of vampires and witches.

Demons who walk alone

and creatures who think alike.

A door to the unknown

to take you far away.

A dimension not known to man

but only visited in our dreams.

Welcome to The Dead Game.

Your dreams will be soon be ours.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist