OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 37

Run but you cannot hide.
Todd will be mine to find.
No light will shine today,
Only darkness to wield the day.

I wave my wand of lightning,
Bang my drums of thunder.
My mouth breathes puffs of fire,
My soul is pure black.

I come to you as a tornado,
Twisting in the wind,
Gathering force along the way
To strike with the arm of a god.

Your smell entices me.
It leads me to your side.
What was once human
Will soon be a follower of mine.

Linda might adore your sickly beauty,
A facade of a true vampire.
A mere human vampire is no match
For the perfect beauty of mine.

Stand back as I unleash my minions,
Who will crush you with pellets of hail,
Sharp bullets into your human heart,
A stampede of thrashing winds and fire.

Come to me to fulfill your destiny,
As one of my own army.
As a follower and not a competitor,
Leaving only one choice for you to make.

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

BENEATH END HOUSE

BENEATH END HOUSE

The rain lashes against End House.
The walls teeter on the foundation.
Windows blow out.
Glass flies everywhere.

What can we do?
Is it too late to run?
A strong storm is brewing outside.
Could we make it to to the beach alive?

The walls are rumbling.
The floors are shaking.
Ceilings are collapsing.
Time to go.

The front door is covered in a red ooze.
An ooze that slithers and eats furniture.
We’ll take the back door.
So many pieces of the house to crawl over.

We leave the destroyed house behind us.
We step outside onto the pool deck.
The trees are waving their arms in terror.
The wicker furniture are being lifted in the air.

Is no where safe?
The furniture is being thrown into the pool by the raging winds.
I can feel myself being pushed forward.
We hold hands but we’re not strong enough to fight back.

The tornado sweeps everything and everyone–the house,
Furniture, and the small family–into the pool.
We’re all going down into the pool.
We fall down a dark tunnel into the bowels of the house.

The house disappears.
The ground closes up.
The sun comes out.
A field of flowers replace the house.

What has happened to the innocent family? You may ask.
We are beneath the house,
Waiting to be saved
From The Dead.

Come and save us.

THE DEAD GAME

END HOUSE

End House sits alone and deserted.

Its shutters torn and hanging

from its broken windows.

Furniture upended.

Shattered pictures.

Shattered dreams.

What happened to the family

living here?

Open the door.

Walk up the battered staircase.

Past the broken statues.

Where did the family disappear to?

A house ravaged by a storm,

inside and out.

A storm not felt by neighbors

or the nearby town.

What happened here?

THE DEAD GAME

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