
The Dead arrive
in the dark of night.
Time stands still.
Birds take flight.
I’ve had my fill
of demons in the night.
THE DEAD GAME
You belong to us now.
I say this with a bow.
You will follow us to hell.
As we ring the nightly bell.
Our servant you will be.
You’ll never be set free.
The town belongs to us.
No reason for a fuss.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
Welcome to End House.
Step inside.
The party is about to begin.
Let me show you the way.
Where is everyone, you ask?
They’re here.
Can’t you hear them?
THE DEAD GAME
Candles light your way.
Follow their flickering path.
No harm will come to you.
I promise.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist