They walk on silent feet

through the forest so deep.

I must keep moving my feet

without stopping to sleep.


The howling wind plays their song

of bloody deaths for us all.

They’re not for this place for long.

They wait for the town to fall.


They are surrounding me.

I can’t outrun their reach.

Somehow I must get free

and make it to the beach.


The ground is opening.

Sadly I know for whom.

I’m falling in a hole

that will soon be my tomb.


THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist





Too often, there are deaths.

Too often, there are murders.

Too often, we stop and stare.

Too often, people look away.

Sad, but true.

Human nature possesses an evil side,

which tempts us each day.

Its flipside offers us a way to achieve

purer thoughts and good deeds.

Which path will lead to a better world?

Too often, we make the wrong choice.


Red sky

A paradise is now lost and gone,
Never to be found again.
Whomever the demons come upon,
No more peace but only pain.
Like a cold witch’s brew.
An Oasis for all.
Now a hell for the few,
Who remain to tell all.



One more smack of my shovel
And the earth’s slumber is cut short.
The ground rumbles and shakes,
Moving debris away from the fresh hole.

The trees step back in horror,
Removing their canopy of leaves.
The sun sneaks a peek into the abyss,
Where a door waits to be opened.

One more shake, rattle, and roll
And the door is lifted into standing position.
What was once below in the darkness 
Has now been moved above into the sunshine.

This door has powers not yet fully realized.
It has opened to fantasies and dreams
Of the fishermen and their families.
Offering them escape from violent attacks and storms.

It has also opened to trap our dear friends
In the dungeons below End House.
One step at a time I will take
Into the descending realms of the supernatural.

The coldness envelopes me with its cold breath.
Icy fingers run up and down my spine.
Dark shadows dart by too quickly to be seen.
But I know that I am not alone down here.

I huddle with my friends for warmth.
We walk as one down the corridors of time.
Life has no dominion down here.
Death is the ruler of the day.

A closed metal door stands before us.
This is the moment that makes or breaks heroes.
We are beyond any fear of consequences.
We’ve been through this too many times before.




Another day in Oasis, Florida.
Another perfect day.
A party at the desolate End House
Leaves two party members missing
And the rest fleeing for their lives.

The Sheriff sits alone in his office,
Waiting for word about the party.
No phone calls.
And no deputy.
A deputy gone missing when needed most.

Louise runs ahead of Mike and David,
Down the treacherous back steps of End House.
Steep steps offering a long drop into the ocean.
The beach offers its own obstacles.
Swirling masses of sand hit her in the face.
Almost blinded, she makes it to the gazebo in the park.

Why has she come here?
Better to have gone straight to the Sheriff.
But something is pulling her forward.
Not a thing but an invisible force.
She feels like a puppet on a string,
Being controlled by a malevolent puppet master.

A noose hangs in the gazebo,
Swaying in the quickening breeze.
Who put it there?
Maybe by those hooded creatures,
Who are circling the gazebo and chanting.

“More games.
I hate games.
But even more,
I hate The Dead.
I refuse to join in the fun.

How did I get up here?
The noose is around my neck!
And those creatures are leering at me.
The leader has a deep voice that sounds familiar.
Could they be human?
Oh no! Now I recognize one of them.
But it’s too late for me.
And too late for the town.”




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    Can you feel your heart beating? Is it beating too fast? Do you feel trapped? This
    is because you are. You’re standing in a pool of water, in the basement of End
    House, wearing your party clothes. But there is no party, no host and no
    guests. The door behind you locks shut. The only way is forward, through the
    falling cages with their sharp edges, ready to ensnare their next victim.
    Circular saws begin to descend, looking for heads to slice off.

    Meanwhile, Linda is upstairs with the rest of her friends being pursued by creatures
    through revolving rooms. Or are they illusions? What should she do?


    The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

    The Dead Game has begun.


Length: 320 pages Word Wise: Enabled
Kindle Delivers: Teen & Young Adult

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Susanne Leist


I have been reading murder mysteries and thrillers since I was a teenager. I’ve read all types of mysteries, from Agatha Christie to Sherlock Holmes. In recent years, I’ve begun to read paranormal mysteries. These books bring fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery. It is hard to find books that combine paranormal with mystery. That is why I decided to write a paranormal, murder mystery of my own. It is the type of book that I search for and love to read.
My book, The Dead Game, has dead bodies and suspects like a traditional murder mystery. However, it also has humans, vampires, and vampire derivatives. And don’t forget the haunted house–we must have one of these.

5 Star Review of THE DEAD GAME


There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis

By Peter Garcia on May 24, 2015

Format: Kindle Edition


The opening pages of “The Dead Game” grab you at the ankles and drag into the deeper story. There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis. Without getting into spoilers, here’s my take. Leist’s cast of characters are interesting in and of themselves. They do leave you wanting to get to know them better; yet, as in real life you only get to see the sides and masks that others want you to see. That, to me, was the author’s point. Everyone in Oasis seems to have an agenda, and it’s hard to know what to believe. With that in mind, Leist does a great job of bringing to life the picturesque town of Oasis, and the menacing End House. The book is reminiscent of tales like “House on Haunted Hill,” yet with its own twists on the supernatural thriller. The story is well-paced and the dangers faced by Leist’s characters feels terrifyingly real. All in all, a good read. I look forward to reading more works from this author.