FOLLOW THE PATH

areyou-stillawake

Demonic (2015)

Light the path

through the woods,

where many have gone.

Follow the puffs of smoke

to the end of the trail,

where many have gone.

Climb the broken steps

to the deserted house,

where many have gone.

Descend the staircase

to the dark basement,

where many have gone.

Face the row of doors

on the opposite wall,

where many have gone.

Open the wrong door

to the caged tigers,

where many have disappeared.

THE DEAD GAME

SENTRIES OF THE NIGHT

Candles climb the stairs as sentries of the night.

We’re invited to a party in a dark, deserted house.

No host to welcome us as the door opens to the candlelight.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

END HOUSE

 

END HOUSE

A house dark and bleak.
I can’t even speak.
Dark shadows glare at me
Where clear windows should be.

Dare I venture inside?
I will swallow my pride
And cross the threshold
without being rash or bold.

There’s a secret party inside.
I wonder if I should run or hide.
Who’s the host of this feast,
Man or dangerous beast?

THE DEAD GAME
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LET THE GAMES BEGIN

 

The house is deserted.

Slippery stairs take us to the basement.

The lights flicker.

The door slams shut.

I run to the door and turn the knob.

It’s locked.

Waves hit the house.

Is that why the floor is wet?

A creaking noise comes from above.

Cages descend.

Circular saws soon follow.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist


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THE HOUSE OF EMPTY DREAMS

We walk through the house of empty rooms. Each one furnished with a different period from history. A dining room that can seat a hundred people. A gourmet kitchen that sparkles white with bare counters. A crystal chandelier hangs above the marble...

 

We walk through the house

of empty rooms.

Each one furnished with

a different period from history.

A dining room that can seat

a hundred people.

A gourmet kitchen that sparkles

white with bare counters.

A crystal chandelier hangs above

the marble floor empty of dancers.

Our guide bids us a quick goodbye.

We are outside again, standing on the

stone and weeds of the driveway.

The house crumbles from the outside,

but inside, it’s ready to hold court.

For whom?

We don’t know.

But we will

Once we enter the deadly game.

THE DEAD GAME
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A DEAD MAN’S DREAMS

 

Step inside.

A mansion is waiting.

It might appear deserted,

rundown and unused.

The inside tells

a different story.

Walk on marble floors

through rooms of delight.

Rooms of different eras,

reflecting a dead man’s dreams.

A man with no life or future,

who waits for the end of time.

A house fit for a prince

or a prince of darkness.

THE DEAD GAME

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HALLOWEEN FUN!

YOU ARE ALL GOING TO HELL!

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Let’s play The Dead Game.

No one is safe.

Players can be alive or dead.

The Dead control the rules.

They own the game.

A maze of death awaits.

Circular saws hang in the basement.

Ready to have your heads chopped?

Body parts fall in the fireplace.

Do those limbs belong to your friends?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the game has begun.

Run for your life!

THE DEAD GAME

Book One of The Dead Game Series

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