MASK

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This is the real me.

Behind the mask.

I may seem bright and happy,

but underneath I’m deadly.

Deadly serious about

those who provoke me.

Keep your distance from me

and from all of THE DEAD.

For we do not make friends.

Only enemies.

THE DEAD GAME

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WINTER FANTASY

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Winter Beauty

Excerpt from THE DEAD GAME

Chapter 22

Their car neared the house. A stunning sight unfolded before their eyes. Encased in a tight circle of trees, shimmering from the lights strung through their heavy branches, the glass house sparkled against the dark night sky: a huge glass ball shooting green sparks of light from within its rounded walls. Its great dome twinkled as radiantly as the multitude of stars shining down from above.

      Todd left the car with the valet and led the way up the marble stairs to the rounded front door. Two armed men, dressed in tuxedos, guarded the door, their holstered guns only slightly marring the fantasy image running through Linda’s vivid imagination: for as soon as she turned away to admire the scenery, she was once again in fantasyland.

     The panorama facing her was doused in white. Gleaming white snow caps covered the tops of the tall trees and the great dome of the house. Snow was falling on them from somewhere. She could feel snowflakes melting on her lips. They felt wet, like real snowflakes. She touched her face and hair. Her hand came away wet. She had snow on her fingertips. She searched the grounds for a snow machine, but couldn’t locate anything—not on the glass domed roof or in any of the trees. She couldn’t believe that genuine snow was falling on them from the dark sky. The landscape resembled a winter wonderland despite it being fall in Florida.

     Todd placed his hand against her back to escort her into the house. The others followed them into the glowing green ball that was alive with dazzling lights, music, and laughter.

     Once inside, Linda was mesmerized by the glittering glass walls that mirrored the dancing images of the guests twirling around the marble dance floor. These images were cast in bright halos of light reflected from the myriad of crystal chandeliers hanging throughout the room.

     Soft candlelight from mounted crystal sconces flickered across the intricate patterns carved into the green walls. It was the most beautiful and fascinating house that she had ever seen. She glanced back and watched Shana’s mouth drop open. She was certain that Shana would agree that the house appeared simply magical.

     Couples were swirling around the immense dance floor. They were dancing in a large studio between Diane’s life-sized statues. Each sculpture was carved from clear glass: each one revealing a full-sized person. Linda found them to be too lifelike. She stood next to one and stared into it frozen face. She was startled by a fleeting expression of horror that seemed to cross over its features; as if a real person was trapped inside, staring out at her from within his glass tomb. Then the look was gone and the statue appeared lifeless once again.

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THE DEAD GAME — DAY 136

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The party at Diane’s house took a turn to the supernatural. Linda and her friends found themselves in another dimension.

 

They continued on to the next room. Linda entered first. She gasped out loud when she realized what this room contained. Spread out before them was a gigantic greenhouse. Water was cascading down a huge waterfall in the middle of a thick forest of trees. The sound of chirping birds could be heard over the running water. Not only was she able to spot birds, but also tiny marmoset monkeys, swinging from one tree to another. Colorful flowers bloomed among the splendor of the green forest. She could even see bees dancing from one flower to the next.

The room looked surreal—too much like the greenhouse at Wolf’s house. Whereas Wolf’s greenery had only snakes and sounds of wildlife, this room contained birds, animals, and even insects. Linda was confused. “How could this enormous room possibly fit into this house? From the outside the house appears to be much smaller.”

Shana said, “This room can’t actually be here. Once again someone is toying with reality—just to frighten us off from our search. This illusion is even better than the one at Wolf’s house.”

“This time I won’t be frightened off; we’re going to get to the bottom of this once and for all. No one is going to control our minds again!” said Mike.

David whispered to Mike, “I like this new you.”

Before turning to open the next door, Mike smiled back at David.

THE DEAD GAME — DAY 124

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 124

Chapter 22
As the car neared the house, a stunning sight slowly unfolded before their eyes. Encased in a tight circle of trees, shimmering from the lights strung through their heavy branches, the glass house sparkled against the dark night sky: a huge glass ball shooting green sparks of light from within its rounded walls. Its great dome twinkled as radiantly as the multitude of stars shining down from above.
Todd left the car with the valet and led the way up the marble stairs to the rounded front door. Two armed men, dressed in tuxedos, guarded the door, their holstered guns only slightly marring the fantasy image running through Linda’s vivid imagination: for as soon as she turned away to admire the scenery, she was once again in fantasy land.
The panorama facing her was doused in white. Gleaming white snow caps covered the tops of the tall trees and the great dome of the house. Snow was playfully falling on them from somewhere. She could feel snowflakes melting on her lips. They felt wet, like real snowflakes. She touched her face and hair. Her hand came away wet. She actually had snow on her fingertips. She searched the grounds for a snow machine, but couldn’t locate anything—not on the glass domed roof or in any of the trees. She couldn’t believe that genuine snow was falling on them from the dark sky. The landscape resembled a winter wonderland despite it being fall in Florida.
Todd placed his hand against her back to escort her into the house. The others followed them into the glowing green ball that was alive with dazzling lights, music, and laughter.
Once inside, Linda was mesmerized by the glittering glass walls that mirrored the dancing images of the guests twirling around the marble dance floor. These images were cast in bright halos of light reflected from the myriad of crystal chandeliers hanging throughout the room.
Soft candlelight from mounted crystal sconces flickered across the intricate patterns carved into the green walls. It was definitely the most beautiful and fascinating house that she had ever seen. She glanced back and watched as Shana’s mouth slowly dropped open. She was certain that Shana would agree that the house appeared simply magical.

THE DEAD GAME — DAY 123

 

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Linda and her friend were on their way to the party at Diane’s house. They didn’t know what to expect. They didn’t expect the armed security and the lit up property.

 

The drive up the hill was slow: they had to follow a long line of cars and limousines making their way up the narrow country road. At the tall metal gates encircling Diane’s property, each car had to be checked by the guards on duty. Linda caught a glimpse of Diane’s glass house in the distance. It was lit up with bright lights sparkling throughout her property. The lights extended far into the distance, weaving through the many trees and bushes.
At the front gate, uniformed men were inspecting everyone’s invitations. At Todd’s car, Shirley handed the officer her invitation.
“It says here that the invitation is for only one person. Who are these other people?” asked the officer, looking into the carload of people.
“These are my guests. Diane told me that I could bring guests,” Shirley replied.
“I must verify this with the gate house. Please wait here,” ordered the officer before returning to the large gate house.
All the officers were huge and muscular and looked to be very professional. The security seemed more appropriate for an important political event than for a plain dinner party. Linda didn’t like the look of things, and they hadn’t even entered the property yet.
Todd jumped out of his car to speak with the officers on duty at the gate house. After some hushed conversation he returned to the car, informing them that they were cleared to enter. The huge gates swung open for them and he drove up the gravel road between the two lines of tall trees with glistening lights hanging from their low branches.
“Why did they stop us? Why are they checking everyone?” Linda asked.
“The sheriff just wants to make sure that everyone is safe at the party,” said Todd.
“These are not the sheriff’s men, but private officers,” said Mike.
“I know,” responded Todd.
The four of them in the back seat glanced at each other with worried looks, but they all remained silent.