BOOK 3 COMING SOON

1 Who is watching?

 

Trapped in a metal tomb
as they wait for their doom.
Clarissa is the computer’s name,
who seeks to destroy them with its game.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

Book 3 released soon.

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THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

1 book fire banner

 

Take my hand.
I will lead you
to the other side.
They wait beneath the earth.
A town with fake skies and ocean.
Come with me.
I will lead the way.
Click your shoes
There’s no place like home.

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 EVIL ONE

haunted green mansion

 

I walk alone at night
when the moon is full height.

The sky black as tar,
but I won’t walk far.

I search for the shadow
on the road so narrow.

I want to see who he’s become,
The Dead leader, the evil one.

 

⚡️PREY FOR THE DEAD⚡️ by Susanne Leist

 

 

1 Prey save me

FRIDAY THE 13TH

1 Friday the 13th

 

Friday the 13th is here.

There is no need to fear.

Step into the manor.

Ignore any banter.

The party is for you,

only a select few.

I have a secret to tell,

one involving an old spell.

A witch cast her spell.

Our lives went to hell.

Beneath End House, we were banished.

Please wait, I know you must be famished.

Listen to my tale.

The bread won’t turn stale.

Banished for years, we were.

Trapped in the earth by her.

We were freed by a priest,

accompanied by a beast.

We haven’t eaten for many years.

Do not bother to shed any tears.

Please step onto the food platters.

Our hunger is all that matters.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

THE HOUSE HAS SPOKEN

 

The house welcomes.

It creaks.

It sighs.

The front door drifts open.

We step inside.

Gargoyles stand sentinel

on the staircase.

Their eyes follow our path

past the flickering candles.

An icy wind brushes our skin

with unseen fingers.

Shadows move and sway

in the dark hallway.

The front door locks behind us.

The house has spoken.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist