THE NIGHT COMES

 

 

The night comes,

Dragging its feet,

Lurking in the corners.

Come to me.

I can’t wait much longer.

Your time is limited.

Enter my domain.

The wind sighs.

The moon shows its face.

The birds flee.

The spirits rise.

Yes, move closer.

ALONE IN A CEMETERY

 

ALONE IN A CEMETERY

 

The wind whispers.

The trees sway.

Air hisses through the leaves.

Shadows lurk between gravestones.

With long robes, they sweep toward me.

A statue looms in the distance.

A winged angel turns her cold face 

and faces me.

A wicked grin curves her mouth.

Her wings take flight.

And so do I.

TOMBSTONES MOVING

 

 

I see tombstones moving,

Winds blowing,

Grass ruffling.

The Dead wait for darkness.

The streets of town they walk.

Innocent victims they will find.

The games are about to begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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WELCOME THE MORBID & CURIOUS

 

 

The cobblestones glisten

outside the dark cemetery.

Gravestones stand tall

in the heavy fog.

Moans sweep the winds

that rustle the lifeless trees.

A gate stands open

to welcome the curious.

Footsteps draw closer

to my hiding place.

A cloaked figure enters

the home of The Dead.

It enters a mausoleum

with an angel standing guard.

Goosebumps riddle my body

as I inch forward from my spot.

Dark shadows drift to the door

that the figure has left open.

I can’t stand the suspense any longer

and so I must follow their lead.

I must find the secret lair

of The Dead and gone.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

WALK THE NIGHT

 

 

Through the darkness.

Through the cemetery.

Through the deserted streets.

We walk the night.

 

In the dead of night.

In the moon’s glow.

In the dark shadows.

We walk the night.

 

Come close.

Come with us.

Come tonight.

As we walk the night.

 

THE DEAD GAME