MEAN KITTY

 

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blackoutraven:    Heathers Animations    Are you surprised?  Well, so am I.  I didn’t expect you to open  the closet door.  It was nice and quiet in here  before you interrupted my sleep.  Now, go away!  Meow!

 

 

Are you surprised?

Well, so am I.

I didn’t expect you.

Don’t open strange doors.

Now, go away.

Meow.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

ALONE IN THE DARK


 

 

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Who sits and waits in the darkness?

There is no movement in the blackness.

As still as a fox waiting to pounce,

No hint of a ruffle or a flounce.

 

A soft sigh can be heard in the air.

Are those slithering snakes in her hair?

Shadows shift through the circling dust

As the walls trickle with blood or rust.

 

The ghostly form stands tall to meet us.

She can be the hostess to greet us.

A deserted house this seems to be.

She hovers over us like a tree.

 

We stand alone in this bleak hall.

There won’t be dancing at this ball.

This was a silly lark.

Then the candles go dark.

 

Time to leave this creepy place.

We must quicken our snail’s pace.

But since this is a horror story,

We will not be leaving with glory.

END HOUSE AT OASIS

dark house

 

A house so dark and bleak

That I can’t even speak.

Dark shadows glare at me

Where clear windows should be.

Do I dare venture inside?

I’ll have to swallow my pride

And quietly cross the threshold

Without being so rash and 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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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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END HOUSE

 

 

END HOUSE

The house invited us.

We are here for a party.

Time will only tell

whether we’ll see the morning.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN

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I slip on the steps

and catch hold of the rickety banister.

A single light bulb swings on its chain,

revealing a dark basement ahead.

The door slams shut behind us.

I run to it.

It’s locked.

We move as one.

The floor fills with water.

I’m submerged to my knees.

The walls rattle.

Cages descend on ropes.

As they sway near us,

sharp stakes extend

from the bottom edges.

Circular saws follow them,

swirling between the empty cages.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE VELVET ROOM

 

 

THE VELVET ROOM

I enter the room of blood-red walls.

I pass the velvet furniture

and step in front of the mirror.

The lamps on either side flicker.

The glass turns foggy

until I can’t see my face.

Mist swirls around my features

like snakes roaming a corpse.

The fireplace at my feet sparks.

Heat suffuses my body,

beginning at my feet.

The fog clears in the mirror.

The face doesn’t belong to me.

An old woman’s face.

She has my features and eyes,

but she’s wrinkled and bony.

A smile lifts the corners of her mouth.

I touch my mouth.

I’m not smiling.

An arm in the mirror

wraps around her scrawny neck.

A snap.

Her head tilts at a strange angle.

Lifeless stare past me.

A hand touches my shoulder.

I scream and run from the room.

Laughter follows me from the house.

I will never return.

by Susanne Leist

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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WELCOME

Welcome to End House

“There she stood in the doorway;

I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself

‘This could be heaven or this could be Hell’

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way”

🕯️THE DEAD GAME🕯️

THE HALLWAY

Green Hallway

 

The hallway waits.

It beckons.

It calls to me.

I pass closed doors.

Cries fill the air.

Coldness descends.

Total silence falls.

I inch forward,

step by painstaking step.

I peek into a room.

Wheelchairs fill the darkness.

One chair turns.

The empty seat faces me.

The room ahead

glows green.

I hear voices.

I move closer.

Men in white coats

operate on a skeleton.

They flicker,

fade,

then become transparent.

Time for me to leave.

I’m strapped to the bed.

The men in white coats peer at me.

Too late.