We found the exit from the house.
We’ll sneak as quiet as a mouse.
The owner must not know we’re gone.
He’ll chase us to death and beyond.
We’ll crawl by the rocks to the sea
and make our way back in time for tea.
End House won’t hold us anymore.
We’ve seen enough horror and gore.
THE DEAD GAME
The doors open.
The elevator waits.
Pick a floor.
Any floor.
It doesn’t matter which one.
It only descends.
Say goodbye.
Welcome to our castle.
Not to be a hassle.
But please knock on the door.
It will open once more.
Step inside, join our party.
Come and eat long and hearty.
Until midnight strikes doom on the head.
You’ll be gone except for The Dead.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Share the thrills.
Feel the chills.
The door opens.
For you.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
The door.
The fear of not knowing.
The fear of knowing.
What to do?
Open the door and step inside.
You might be happy.
Or you might be dead.
You’ll never know until you open the door.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
What’s on the other side?
Don’t be afraid or hide.
What will you see?
Will you be free?
Color replaces black,
But watch your friend’s back.
Night creatures out for fun
In the Florida sun.
Mansions to explore.
Parties and much more.
One step at a time.
And follow this rhyme.
And soon you will be there.
Who knew it was so near?
THE DEAD GAME SERIES BY SUSANNE LEIST
“Nobody seems to care
And you can’t find the door
Can’t find it anywhere
When there’s nothing to believe in
still, you’re coming back
You’re running back,
you’re coming back for more
So put me on a highway and show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time”
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Looking through Partition Arch in Arches National Park
From here I can see
the wonderful sea.
I step through the door.
I stand at the shore.
Sand at my bare feet.
The sun shining heat.
But the sun soon leaves,
and the ocean heaves.
Sharp hail hits my face.
Men sprint in a race.
They shout for me to move.
I follow their quick groove.
Time has come to a standstill.
It’s time to leave this landfill.
Heathers Animations
Are you surprised?
Well, so am I.
I didn’t expect you.
Don’t open strange doors.
Now, go away.
Meow.
Welcome to my castle.
Not to be a hassle.
But please knock on the door.
It will open once more.
Step inside, join the party.
Come and eat long and hearty.
Until midnight strikes doom on the head.
You’ll be gone except for The Dead.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
