THE FOLLOWERS

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THE FOLLOWERS

Who was the original vampire?

Many believe it was Count Dracula,

who had enough charm to lure followers

to hell and beyond.

He had one descendent.

Where is he today?

Can he one of The Dead in Oasis, Florida?

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

 

MANY HAVE GONE

MEOW!

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I’m being followed

through the woods

and into town.

Help me!

I hear them

but can’t see them.

Quiet as the night.

Silence is their prayer.

Meow!

THE DEAD GAME

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GHOST TALES

 

 

Oh, Ouija Board,

please bring me spirits.

Spirits of the light

and ones of the damned.

I want to hear their tales

of past lives and woes.

I want to feel

their ghostly presence.

Their dead breath

on my face.

I  feel their cold breath.

Shrieks fill the night.

Icy fingers trail down my face.

They’re at my neck.

Squeezing.

Too tight.

Much too tight…

THE TWISTED DANCE

 

 

A doorway to hell and beyond.

And death, I don’t need to remind.

Twisted limbs beg your forgiveness

as they beckon for your presence.

The midnight dance has begun.

Come and join in on the fun.

THE DEAD GAME

MY WORST NIGHTMARE

 

Light in forest

 

The Dead are coming to this place.

The moon trembles and bows its face.

Thunder strikes a chord in the distance.

No one can mount a strong resistance.

 

Lightning sizzles and dances in place.

Soon red and yellow strikes join the race.

I can see them returning in force.

Wolf is riding in on a black horse.

 

He leads his army to town.

He’s wearing a wicked frown.

I know he’s searching for me.

Quiet as a mouse I’ll be.

 

But soon he finds my hiding place.

Blaring trumpets pick up his pace.

Time has come to a sudden stop.

He stares at me from bottom to top.

 

He wants me for his frozen bride.

Too late for me to run or hide.

I stand up straight to meet him.

You could hear a dropping pin.

 

He takes me into his arms for a kiss.

But all I want to do is yell and hiss.

I don’t want to be one of The Dead.

I walk behind him with growing dread.

 

The battle lines have been drawn.

And I’m merely Wolf’s small pawn.

I pray Todd saves me instead

From a fate much worse than dead.

 

THE DEAD GAME continues…

BURNING

thedeadgameblog:
“ Hell has arrived.
Burning in its chair.
Impatient for victims.
Restless to the bone.
Burning bright.
Glowing embers.
Filling the dark.
Red and yellow sparks.
Sizzling.
Hot.
THE DEAD.
THE DEAD GAME
”

 

thedeadgameblog:

Hell has arrived.

Burning in its chair.

Impatient for victims.

Restless to the bone.

Burning bright.

Filling the dark.

Red and yellow sparks.

Sizzling.

Hot.

THE DEAD are here.

THE DEAD GAME

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