FOLLOW THE CANDLES

Follow the candles

Down the hallway

To the door

Leading to the basement.

Step inside.

You can’t go back.

The door locks behind you.

The only way is down.

Water waits at the bottom.

Walk through the cold water

To the stairs on the other side.

Beware of the falling cages

And the descending circular saws.

The games have only just begun.

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PICK A DOOR

A door

 

You are trapped in the water-filled 

basement of End House.

Three doors stand before you. 

Will they offer a way out?

A way out of the madness

created by the absent host.

The water keeps filling.

The traps continue to fall.

The circular saws keep searching for heads.

Chopped-off heads to add to their collection.

Pick a door.

Any door.

What lies behind it?

You are only limited by your own imagination.

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GOODBYE TO ONE AND ALL

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Creepy, creepy, scary.

This can become hairy.

The house is haunted and dark.

I came on a simple lark.

But now that I’m here,

I’m frozen with fear.

A party is to be held for us all,

But to evil creatures we might just fall.

Down to the basement we go,

This is silly even I know.

Saws are swinging up ahead,

Looking to chop off a head.

Traps are falling from the low ceiling.

My wet feet are losing all feeling.

We are standing in a pool

And I feel like a big fool.

We should have gone when we had a chance.

The creatures will make us sing and dance.

The Dead have a morbid sense of humor.

Should have listened to every rumor.

Goodbye to one and all.

I see the bouncing ball.


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WHAT’S NEXT?

 

 

A steep cliff lies before us.

End House looms behind.

A pool of blood.

Descending saws.

Wild animals.

The cliff is safer.

Down we go.

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A NIGHT AT END HOUSE

 

 

Candles fill the night.

Candles light the way.

Down the long corridor.

Past leering portraits.

Peeling wallpaper.

A door to the basement.

Slippery stairs.

One hanging lightbulb.

Door locks.

Basement fills with water.

Pointy traps fall from the ceiling.

Followed by circular saws.

A nightmare?

No.

A night at End House in Oasis.

 

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LOST IN END HOUSE

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Lost in End House

We’ve come for a party.
But no one is here to greet us.
The candles have led us to a door.
A door down to the basement.
A door that has locked behind us.
We’re trapped.

Circular saws and pointy cages 

are descending from the basement ceiling.
The floor is filling up with water.
Where are our friends?

Are they facing similar threats upstairs?

I can feel the cold wrapping around me.
The darkness is thick and heavy.
The water is reaching my knees.
Two of my friends have made it across.
Will I make it through the saws and cages?


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THE DEAD GAME — The Journey into Hell and Beyond

Face to face.
Eye to eye.
A growl.
A  whimper.

The whimper belongs to me.
I’m David,
One of the invited to the party
at the deserted End House.

Too many obstacles.
Too many ways to die.
Circular saws and sharp cages.
Wild animals stalking their prey.

We must find a way out.
Tom and Edward had fled through a doorway
And vanished for good.
Half our group is exploring upstairs.

My group is trapped in the basement,
Which is filling rapidly with water.
Three closed doors wait for us.
I can hear the animals behind door #3.

Whom to trust?
Who are my friends?
Are some of them my enemies?
I must be careful.

Louise is trembling with fear.
Mike is determined to find a way out.
He doesn’t care about Louise
Or anyone else.

The dark room of animals is small and creepy.
Tigers are leaving their cages.
There’s the door knob.
It’s moving.

Maybe someone is trying to save us.
“Hey guys, I’m checking out the door.”
It’s stuck and the door is too heavy.
“Come on and help me open it.”

Between the three of us,
We finally open the door.
Freedom.
Time to escape.

A long and slippery staircase
Down to the beach and rocks.
Creatures are flying at us,
Trying to knock us into the ocean.

What could possibly happen next?

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OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 30

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How does a simple invitation to a party
Become the catalyst for The Dead’s games?

We arrive at End House in our party clothes,
Not suspecting the horrors that lie in wait.
The door bell gongs through the empty rooms
As a cold wind pushes us inside.

Candlelight flickers down the right hallway
And up the gargoyle-protected staircase.
We stand huddled together in fear,
Afraid to take another step into the unknown.

Two groups search the house for the missing host,
But no signs of a party can be found.
The empty rooms yield no people,
Only the smell of fear and the dying.

My group trudges down the basement stairs.
All too soon we are trapped behind the locked door.
The basement floor is filling with water.
What was once dry is now wet and cold.

Clanging noises fill the thick air around us,
Revealing cages with sharp metal spikes.
They descend from the ceiling by chains,
Converging on Edward who’s trapped in the pool.

Tim screams in despair over his roommate
And jumps into the dark water to save his friend.
He falls face first into the black water
As circular saws descend to join the game.

Edward dodges the deadly devices,
Bringing Tim to safety on the opposite side.
They disappear through a doorway
That quickly dissolves back into the stone wall.

I refuse to play this game any longer.
I must escape from this so-called party.
I will try one of the three new doors
That have appeared on the opposite wall.

The third door yields a round bricked tower 
With a gated opening at the top.
I slowly climb the sharp bricks,
Using my hands and feet to pull myself up.

A loud noise comes from above.
The gate is crashing down to one side.
Of course, it’s the side that I’m clinging to.
I close my eyes and say a quick prayer.

The heavy gate somehow misses me,
Loosening dozens of bricks on its way down.
I could’ve been swatted like an ant,
But for some reason I’ve been spared. 

Mike refuses to check any more doors
After the one he checks yields a bottomless pit.
It’s all left to David to open the last door
To find a possible escape from this hell hole

Our games have just begun.

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TAKE ME DOWN TO THE BASEMENT

Darkness, my old friend

TAKE ME DOWN TO THE BASEMENT

Please take me down the basement stairs,
Where I could face my deep, dark fears.
I heard there were traps and sharp saws,
Where animals have lost their paws.
A head might be rolling by,
Could those be two rolling eyes?
I’m too afraid and want to leave
This awful place of make believe.

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CREEPY, CREEPY, SCARY

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Creepy, creepy, scary.

This can become hairy.

The house is haunted and dark.

I came on a simple lark.

But now that I’m here,

I’m frozen with fear.

A party is to be held for us all,

But to evil creatures we might just fall.

Down to the basement we go,

This is silly even I know.

Saws are swinging up ahead,

Looking to chop off a head.

Traps are falling from the low ceiling.

My wet feet are losing all feeling.

We are standing in a pool.

And I feel like a big fool.

We should have gone when we had a chance.

The creatures will make us sing and dance.

The Dead have a morbid sense of humor;

Should have listened to every rumor.

Goodbye to one and all.

I see the bouncing ball.


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