Of course, they do.
Who else keeps you awake at night?
Who haunts your nightmares?
Your mother-in-law?
No.
It’s The Dead.
They walk the streets of Oasis.
They take their victims with stealth and finesse.
Find them in THE DEAD GAME SERIES.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Lady of the night.
So sad.
Drifting through time.
Lost.
Waiting.
Watching.
Alone.
Forever.
What’s on the other side?
Don’t be afraid or hide.
What will you see?
Will you be free?
Color replaces black,
But watch your friend’s back.
Night creatures out for fun
In the Florida sun.
Mansions to explore.
Parties and much more.
One step at a time.
And follow this rhyme.
And soon you will be there.
Who knew it was so near?
THE DEAD GAME SERIES BY SUSANNE LEIST
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.
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Lights sparkle like stars on the walls.
Spots of color guide my journey.
Past closed doors, I walk,
my head lowered, my steps slow.
I feel my way along the walls,
the lights warm beneath my fingertips.
A cold wind hits the back of my neck.
I turn to the dark corridor before me.
Dark shadows twist into shapes,
and an arm beckons to me.
Heart pounding in a tempo
matching my chattering teeth,
I stand frozen against the wall.
A knob hits me in the back.
My arm reaches behind, and I twist the knob.
I step back into the room.
The door shuts in my face.
I turn around.
Water flows beneath my feet.
An azure sky surrounds me.
I walk forward.
The scene fades to black.
A brisk cold wind replaces the warmth.
In the distance walks a woman wearing
a yellow raincoat and black rubber boots.
She approaches me with an ax in one hand
and a black garbage bag in the other.
I back against the door, jiggling the knob.
Locked.
She stands before me and smiles.
I lift my eyes to eyes shimmering blood red.
“Would you like to fill this bag for me?”
She raises the empty black bag.
I swallow the lump in my throat
and shake my head.
Dots of lights shoot before my eyes.
The room swims.
I shut my eyes
and fall to the ground.
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I walk the beach,
swim the blue ocean,
and stroll the picturesque town.
Sea breezes cool the night air.
Music drifts from the mansions
in the forest behind the town.
This is Oasis,
Florida’s vacation paradise.
THE DEAD GAME
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Oasis has its secrets.
Its residents have
a unique style of traveling.
Come & play with us.
THE DEAD GAME
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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
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Glass figures adorn the house.
Quiet as a sleeping mouse.
Do they wake with the sun
To have some bit of fun?
Were her eyes once brown?
Do they haunt the town?
I must leave this place.
I can see her face.
She will haunt my nights.
So will the dead sights.
THE DEAD GAME
The wind blows through the trees,
ruffling the blanket of grass,
striking a path through the woods.
The path leads the way
to the house within,
to End House at Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME
