Candles climb the stairs as sentries of the night.
We’re invited to a party in a dark, deserted house.
No host to welcome us as the door opens to the candlelight.
THE DEAD GAME has begun.
SENTRIES OF THE NIGHT
hauntedhouse
HIDDEN IN THE DARKNESS
Quebec holds secrets.
One of them is The Dead.
THE DEAD AT HEART
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THE OTHER SIDE
Open the door and peek inside.
I promise we have nothing to hide.
The sky is bluer on the other side.
The green grass is our finest point of pride.
HALLOWEEN FUN!
YOU ARE ALL GOING TO HELL!
Let’s play The Dead Game.
No one is safe.
Players can be alive or dead.
The Dead control the rules.
They own the game.
A maze of death awaits.
Circular saws hang in the basement.
Ready to have your heads chopped?
Body parts fall in the fireplace.
Do those limbs belong to your friends?
Ladies and gentlemen,
the game has begun.
Run for your life!
THE DEAD GAME
Book One of The Dead Game Series
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WAITING CAN BE PURE AGONY
The house sits empty.
Spirits walk the hallways,
waiting for life and sounds
to enter the house again.
Waiting can be pure agony
when you have nowhere else to go.
BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
Can you feel your heart beating?
Is it beating too fast?
Do you feel trapped?
That is because you are.
You’re standing in water
in the basement of End House,
wearing your party clothes.
There is a party
but no host or guests.
The door behind you locks.
The only way is forward
through the falling cages
and circular saws,
swinging over the dark water.
Run.
Run for your life.
The owner of End House takes no prisoners.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
