DARK SKIES

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Dark skies are moving in.

The town is dark as sin.

Rumbling fills the humid air.

And The Dead will soon be here.

Hail begins to fall.

Big as a baseball.

Lightning joins the hot fray.

I’m not going to stay.

We must escape this night.

Before we lose the fight.

Wolf has come for me.

I’m as afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME