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Hues of red fill the humid air.
The residents hide behind closed doors.
The tourists huddle in fear at the hotel.
The town waits deserted and quiet.
The woods rumble with music.
Dignitaries visit from around the world.
Limousines line the paths to the glass house,
Where guests fill the dance floor.
Linda watches them laugh and drink.
An undercurrent lies beneath the gaiety.
As if evil waits to raise its ugly head.
The Dead Game has begun.
THE DEAD GAME
A fog rolls into town,
blanketing the streets.
A silence descends
as night takes over.
A crow watches
and waits.
The moon rises
with the creatures.
Shadows walk softly,
leaving no footsteps behind.
A trail of dead bodies
lie scattered In their wake.
The sun opens one eye,
afraid to see the damage.
But it must rise
and shed its light.
A burden the residents
of Oasis must bear.
In silence.
In secrecy.
Until The Dead
are gone for good.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook
From under the sea
they have come for me.
Rising from the deep
they come when I sleep.
Through the small town, they roam
looking for a new home.
Blending with tourists at day,
but at night they get to play.
Blood-thirsty as they are,
they don’t have to go far.
They take sustenance within reach,
leaving dead bodies on the beach.
Tourists flee the hotel
before they’re doomed to hell.
The evil one walks tall.
Our town will surely fall.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook
An evil witch
Hiding in plain sight.
In the town of Oasis,
Florida’s vacation paradise,
I will make my appearance.
Join the fun.
Book 2 will be here all too soon.
Mare (live in Kraków)
A spot of evil.
A dash of hell.
A flicker of candlelight.
A skull or two.
Are you prepared
To fight The Dead?
Don’t forget your spell book.
A mighty spell can take them down.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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The dance floor is full.
The guests twirl between statues.
Sad expressions etched into faces.
Tears flow down frosty cheeks.
An undercurrent of evil lies
beneath the music and gaiety.
Time to leave the perfect guests
and the frozen smiles.
Time to escape if one can.
THE DEAD GAME
I hear the birds in the trees
singing in the warm breeze.
They know who will soon come
to the beat of the drum.
Wolf is back in book two.
He can be me or you
in another body.
He will be somebody
we all know from book one.
He’ll still be The Dead one.
Come and join us in the game.
I promise it won’t be lame.
THE DEAD GAME
The mist follows me,
greedy fingers around my neck,
stalking my footsteps.
It takes form
and whisks me away
to the tunnels below.
Smoke fills my lungs.
It travels down my throat,
filling me with darkness
and evil.
THE DEAD GAME
I must escape this hell.
where The Dead trap me,
try to snare me
with their evil ways.
I must find a way out
of this dungeon
to the world above.
The angels will show the way.
Angels above,
angels below,
please help me.
THE DEAD GAME
Chalet
A gingerbread house so quaint.
Disguised with colorful paint.
An evil group lives here.
And our town is so near.
They are Watchers for The Dead.
I’m afraid to go to bed.
Come and take a quick look
Or you can read my book.
THE DEAD GAME
