DARK MANSION

THE DESERTED MANSION

A mansion so dreary.
One should be leery
Of entering its gate.
Better leave it to fate.

Each room offers a view
Of history for you.
Beautifully furnished rooms
Swept clean by invisible brooms.

“Who lives in here?” you might ask
If you dare take him to task.
“Only I,” he might reply
With a twinkle in his eye.

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PRINCE OF DARKNESS

Come inside.

A palace awaits you.

It might appear deserted.

Run down and unused.

The inside tells

a different story.

Walk on marble floors

through rooms of delight.

Rooms of different eras.

Reflecting a dead man’s dreams.

A man with no life or future.

Waiting for the end of time.

In a house fit for a prince

or a prince of darkness.

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PSYCHEDELIC DELIGHTS

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A barren wasteland.

Nature has forgotten.

The sun ignores.

Green no more.

Ahead awaits the mansion.

Its residents not living.

Watching through the windows

All who dare to visit.

A maze of rooms

Offering psychedelic delights.

Of times gone by

And life forgotten.

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THE GATES

 
 
 
THE GATES
The gates encircle the property,
Their sharp edges pointing to the sky.
They deter all visitors,
Keeping the evil inside.
The house holds many secrets,
Some strange and unbelievable.
Windows are eyes to the soul
And mirrors to the unknown.
End House has invited us,
Extending a fancy invitation.
Do we dare follow our curiosity,
Or listen to our pounding hearts?
We are here for the night.
Time will only tell.
Whether we make it to morning
In this unholy hell.
THE DEAD GAME

MANSION OF THE DEAD

 

 

The perfect house.

Perfectly kept furniture.

Each room empty.

Each a period in history.

No people to sit on the chairs.

No people to dance in the ballroom.

Where is everyone?

Who watches the house?

Who keeps everything so perfect?

Visit the deserted mansion.

And find out.

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OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 36


Time for us to explore.
Time to find out what is hidden inside.
The Watchers are vampires
And so might be the residents of this mansion.

Linda’s thoughts run wild in her head.
Too many players, too many suspects,
To help them solve the mystery.
A mystery that could easily end their existence.

A tall man approaches us,
Flanked by two Dobermans.
His black eyes watch us closely,
Forcing me to turn my gaze away.

Shana looks as troubled as I am.
Maybe she’ll give up on her silly idea,
And we could leave this creepy place.
I don’t want to pursue any vampires.

The man offers to give us a tour of his house.
Shana is excited as she accepts his offer.
I stand back, not eager to enter this place.
I turn to leave, but Shana takes my hand.

“Please, Linda, let’s go inside.
I want to find out who lives here.”
A smile covers Shana’s face, 
A sweet smile created just for me.

The man walks toward the front door
Through the fallen leaves and flying dust balls.
Only weeds grow in the yard.
The man doesn’t seem to care.

Shana pulls Linda through the front doorway.
A marble foyer greets them
With a high-domed ceiling and crystal sconces.
A drastic change from the gloominess outside.

Beautifully furnished bedrooms.
A library larger than any other.
Priceless masterpieces showcased throughout. 
It doesn’t feel real to Linda but a dream.

Time to leave this house of contradictions,
Balancing the fine line between the living and the dead.
The caretaker watches us from the front door
As we walk through the decrepit garden,
Happy to be back with the living.

“Linda, the caretaker has to be a vampire.
No one can live all by themselves in such a big house.
No servants, no food, only books.
The Watchers must be watching him!”

“That must be it.
A Watcher is always sitting in that rocking chair,
Keeping an eye on the mansion.
If the Watchers are good, then the caretaker must be bad.”

“Linda, you don’t know that.
The Watchers could be bad, 
Making the caretaker the good one.
There’s no rule book to explain this new game.”

“We shouldn’t trust any of them.
We need more information.
We need help.
I’m done doing this alone anymore.”

“Linda, do you want to involve Todd and the Sheriff?
I thought you didn’t trust them.
We’ve been going in circles,
Not coming up with any answers.”

“I trust Todd and Sam much more than
The older residents, The Watchers, or that caretaker.
We must come up with a plan,
A good one this time.

“We have our work cut out for us.
And Shana, no more fancy plans.
We plan smart and go in together this time.
This must end once and for all.”

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

Crystal chandelier of mine.
How you do sparkle and shine.
Bringing back memories long gone
When life hadn’t been so far gone.
Remember the parties we used to host?
Fancy guests arriving from coast to coast.
Music and laughter were the rules of the day.
But now all that are left are the bills to pay.