VACATION IN PARADISE

I’ve heard about The Dead.

They fill my heart with dread.

It’s time to hide from death.

No time to take a breath.

My body shivers with fear.

Take me away from here.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

OUR SPECIAL PLACE

When the music plays,

and your body sways,

let my arms hold you,

and my body spoons you.

We’ll sashay to our own beat

and let the town fall at our feet.

As the demons fall from grace,

this remains our special place.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

SCARRED BY EVIL

Beauty marred by destruction.
An oasis scarred by evil.

Florida promises sunshine.
Oasis delivers death.

Do you still want to visit?
The Dead are waiting.

The Dead Game

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VACATION FROM HELL

Death has reached our shore.
More playtime in store.
A vacation this will not be,
But a horror for you and me.

♦THE DEAD GAME♦
by Susanne Leist

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EVIL LIES IN WAIT

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Oasis, Florida is a quiet and cozy town

harboring a terrifying secret.

What evil lies in wait

for the innocent residents and tourists?

 

PREY FOR THE DEAD

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A SMALL TOWN

A town of sea breezes, long evening walks, and colorful sunsets. A quaint Florida town with parties on the beach, friendly townspeople, and THE DEAD. No town is perfect. THE DEAD GAME Kindle http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP Nook http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

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A town of sea breezes,

long evening walks,

and colorful sunsets.

A quaint Florida town

with parties on the beach,

friendly townspeople,

and THE DEAD.

No town is perfect.

THE DEAD GAME

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THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

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Take my hand.
I will lead you
to the other side.
They wait beneath the earth.
A town with fake skies and ocean.
Come with me.
I will lead the way.
Click your shoes
There’s no place like home.

THERE IS NOTHING TO FEAR

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You tell me there’s nothing to fear

since The Dead will soon be here.

Waves cascade to the shore.

I don’t believe The Dead’s lore.

Nothing can ruin this paradise.

Yet, cold fear runs through me like ice.

Now, the winds quicken their speed.

But I still refuse to heed.

I give a last glance at the trees,

and they are falling to their knees.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist