THE HUNT

The Hunt

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THE HUNT

It first comes slowly
in the dead of night.
Walking on silent feet,
it draws near.
You run faster,
but it speeds up.
You dash into a building,
an empty school.
It soon follows,
bringing with it a silence.
You can feel its presence
as it moves closer.
It follows you
down the deserted hallway.
You check the doors.
You jiggle the knobs.
They’re all locked.
​You turn around
and stand strong.
Darkness falls
to encompass all.

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AFTERNOON DELIGHT

1 Fantasies are a way of life

“Come back to me my sweet.
Take a break from the heat.
An afternoon in a cool retreat.
We could make our own special heat.”
The wood door rattles and creaks open wide.
I hesitate before I walk inside.
The small room is as dark as night.
I begin to tremble with fright.
Maybe I should leave this place.
The door slams shut in my face.
I hear the voice in the air
Telling me, “what fair is fair.”
I intruded on this secret room,
​And so I won’t be leaving too soon.

BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

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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 a pool of water,
in the basement of End House,
wearing your party...

 

blackoutraven   Kingdom Hearts

 

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 a pool of 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 shut.

The only way is forward,

through the falling cages

with their sharp edges,

ready to ensnare their next victim.

Circular saws begin to descend,

looking for heads to slice off.

Run!

Run for your life!

The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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THE DOOR LOCKS

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“ Kingdom Come
”
It welcomes.
It creaks.
It sighs.
Its door opens.
Candlelight streams out.
We peak inside.
Grim faces stare back.
Gargoyles stand sentinel
along the curving staircase.
A wind brushes our skin
with its unseen...

 

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Kingdom Come

It welcomes. 

It creaks.

It sighs.

Its door opens.

Candlelight streams out.

We peek inside.

Grim faces stare back.

Gargoyles stand sentinel

along the curving staircase.

The wind brushes our skin

with its unseen fingers.

Candles light the way

down the right hall.

Shadows move and sway

with the flickering candles.

The door locks behind us.

We’re in for the ride.

End House has spoken.

THE DEAD GAME

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FOOTSTEPS

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“Institute Benjamenta” (1995)

 
Has he come for me?

I hear his footsteps.

The leaves stop rustling.

The wind stops blowing.

The silence is overpowering.

A stranglehold on my nerves.

Is he standing outside the door?

Waiting for me to open it.

I won’t.

I won’t let him in.

He wants me.

I refuse to become one of them.

THE DEAD GAME

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FOLLOW THE CANDLES





End House is dark and deserted.

The invitation called for a party.

No one is here to greet us.

Flickering candles line the hallway,

Beckoning us to follow.

Gargoyles tower over the carpeted staircase.

The door behind us locks shut.

What do we do now?

THE DEAD GAME 

THE BARN

 

 

What lurks in your darkest mind?

If you open the door, what will you find?

Creak, Creak, Creak.

The door opens but closes right away.

We must go in.

We have but seconds.

Let’s go!

It’s dark in here.

I hear sniffles, grunts, shuffles.

Horses?

It is a barn.

Screeeeech.

A bird just pulled on my hair.

More screeches. 

Feathers are flying.

Claws are reaching for us.

The door behind us is locked.

We could climb up to the hay loft.

We could escape through its window.

Come on, I’ll pull you up.

We made it.

Watch out! 

A bird is coming at us.

Oh no! It has taken my friend.

Here comes another one.

He’s strange looking.

A furry body with a man’s face.

Oh boy.

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LOST

 

 

Lost to a world of death.

Far beneath the earth.

Trapped for centuries.

Never seeing the light.

Night never turning into day.

A family lost to the dark.

Driven crazy by despair.

Locked in dark chambers.

For eternity.

Lost to the world of the damned.

Only one could save us.

Will he come back for us?

Come back for The Dead and Gone.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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FOLLOW THE CANDLES

 

 

The house calls to you.

It whispers your name.

You walk inside.

Flickering candles show the way.

They lead you down a dark hallway.

To an open door with stairs leading down.

Slippery stairs with no railings.

You reach the bottom.

The door slams shut.

You jiggle the door knob. 

It won’t budge.

You run down the stairs.

Sinking knee deep in a pool of water.

Clanging noises come from above.

What now?

Find out in The Dead Game.

The Dead Game has only begun.

THE DEAD GAME

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