Stay away from here.
Death I cannot bear.
I’m telling a horror tale
with each wag of my fine tail.
Oasis it is not.
More of a horror spot.
Tourists disappear
into the thin air.
One day they’re right here.
Next day they’re nowhere.
THE DEAD GAME
I need your help. I’ve been switching back and forth between two book covers. Please help me choose one for Prey for The Dead.
Shadows fill my room.
I’m going to swoon.
It looks like a woman.
But not at all human.
The town is scary.
It’s getting hairy.
Florida isn’t all fun.
Not a walk in the hot sun.
THE DEAD GAME
I’m drowning in a pool of water
in the basement of End House
Can this be an illusion?
The Dead love their games.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
The hotel floor creaks.
I slowly turn around.
Where are The Dead freaks?
I hear no other sound.
The lights flicker.
Can the rumors be true?
I feel sicker.
The Dead will take me too.
I can see their faces.
Dark eyes stare at me
As they take their places.
I’ll never be free.
I run through the hall,
But I’m running in place.
I give up and fall.
A grin covers his face.
He leers at me.
Eyes glowing bright red.
A sight to see.
I won’t see my bed.
He lifts me in his arms.
We fly into the dark night.
I won’t fall for his charms.
The Dead come alive at night.
Frozen in place.
Dripping tears for centuries.
Memories of a lifetime.
Praying for salvation.
A frown for eternity.
Will her tears sprout
a garden for The Dead?
THE DEAD GAME Series by Susanne Leist
THE DEAD GAME
PREY FOR THE DEAD: Book Two
BEYOND THE DOOR
Beyond the door, they wait.
Dripping blood will be your fate.
Walk through the doorway
To where The Dead play.
Their games continue through the night
Until the first ray of morning light.
Once you join their pack,
There’s no turning back.
A pale finger beckons to you.
Please hurry to find your way through.
The looking glass never appeared so fine.
Come to me, my darling, you’ll be mine.
THE DEAD GAME
