TIME TO SLEEP

Time to sleep

 

TIME TO SLEEP

 

Hello, it’s just me,

Sitting in the dark.

I’m fun as can be,

A day at the park.

 

I’m here when you sleep.

I’m your worst nightmare.

Do you see that creep

Climbing up your hair?

 

It’s a big spider,

Black and so furry.

Just don’t roll over

Or you’ll see blurry.

 

Did he bite your neck?

I can see the mark.

Just a little peck.

Enough to go dark.

 

TIME TO SLEEP

WEB OF LIES

web

Have you ever been caught

in a web of your own deceit?

A web of lies that grew

out of control.

One lie leading to the next.

So much easier to be truthful.

No lies to remember.

Easier on your brain and on others.

Stick to the truth or

be stuck in your own web.

THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD GAME — A PARANORMAL MYSTERY

darkestdee:</p> <p>LIFE IS ONE BIG SPIDER’S WEB</p> <p>WE ARE CAUGHT IN THE WEB.<br /> WE MUST FREE OURSELVES.<br /> THE PEOPLE OF OASIS CALL OUT TO US<br /> TO SAVE THEM AND THEIR TOWN.<br /> THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

darkestdee:

LIFE IS ONE BIG SPIDER’S WEB

WE ARE CAUGHT IN THE WEB.
WE MUST FREE OURSELVES.
THE PEOPLE OF OASIS CALL OUT TO US
TO SAVE THEM AND THEIR TOWN.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

  • THE BIRDS SENSE THAT SOMETHING<br /> IS VERY WRONG.<br /> THE TOWN OF OASIS IS DOOMED<br /> UNLESS THE DEAD ARE STOPPED.<br /> THE DEAD GAME.

THE BIRDS SENSE THAT SOMETHING
IS VERY WRONG.
THE TOWN OF OASIS IS DOOMED
UNLESS THE DEAD ARE STOPPED.
THE DEAD GAME.

  • THE MOON IS RISING.<br /> THE DEAD BEGIN TO WALK THE EARTH.<br /> NO ONE IS SAFE.<br /> THE PEOPLE OF OASIS KNOW THAT<br /> THEIR DAYS ON EARTH ARE NUMBERED.<br /> THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

THE MOON IS RISING.
THE DEAD BEGIN TO WALK THE EARTH.
NO ONE IS SAFE.
THE PEOPLE OF OASIS KNOW THAT
THEIR DAYS ON EARTH ARE NUMBERED.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

THE TOWN IS UNDER SIEGE.<br /> THE WAVES HIT THE SHORE WITH INCREASING FORCE.<br /> ROOF TOPS BLOW OFF IN THE BRUTAL WIND.<br /> LOUNGE CHAIRS ARE LIFTED INTO THE AIR.<br /> RUN FOR COVER!<br /> RUN FOR THE CHURCH!<br /> IF WE GET THERE IN TIME,<br /> WE MIGHT MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT.</p> <p>THE DEAD GAME</p> <p>

THE TOWN IS UNDER SIEGE.
THE WAVES HIT THE SHORE WITH INCREASING FORCE.
ROOF TOPS BLOW OFF IN THE BRUTAL WIND.
LOUNGE CHAIRS ARE LIFTED INTO THE AIR.
RUN FOR COVER!
RUN FOR THE CHURCH!
IF WE GET THERE IN TIME,
WE MIGHT MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT.
THE DEAD GAME

  • 7hours37minutes:<br /> IMAGINE LOOKING DOWN  FROM HIGH ABOVE.<br /> THE WIND IS BLOWING<br /> AND THE AIR IS BITTER COLD.<br /> ARE YOU BEGINNING TO FEEL A LITTLE DIZZY?<br /> THAT IS WHAT SHANA FELT WHEN SHE WOKE UP<br /> IN THE  MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND<br /> FOUND HERSELF PERCHED UP HIGH ON A LEDGE.<br /> THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

IMAGINE LOOKING DOWN  FROM HIGH ABOVE.
THE WIND IS BLOWING
AND THE AIR IS BITTER COLD.
ARE YOU BEGINNING TO FEEL A LITTLE DIZZY?
THAT IS WHAT SHANA FELT WHEN SHE WOKE UP
IN THE  MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND
FOUND HERSELF PERCHED UP HIGH ON A LEDGE.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.