CHOOSE YOUR WEAPONS

 

 

It isn’t easy to kill The Dead.

A knife through the eye

won’t weaken them.

A drink of poison

won’t stop them.

Sunlight can be

a hot spot for them.

A beheading for dinner

can slash them dead.

A witch’s spell 

might do the trick.

Choose your weapons carefully

for The Dead are hard to kill.

THE DEAD GAME

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A HORROR TALE

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...

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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

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WELCOME TO END HOUSE

 

Welcome to End House.

Step inside.

The party is about to begin.

Let me show you the way.

Where is everyone, you ask?

They’re here.

Can’t you hear them?

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

Candles light your way.

Follow their flickering path.

No harm will come to you.

I promise.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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INTO THE TUNNEL

thedeadgameblog:
“ Into the tunnel we are thrown.
Been more careful if I had known.
We’re falling down a dark abyss.
Please someone give us an assist.
We’re falling too hard and fast.
This nightmare better not last.
Our time has come to an end
As we...

 

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Into the tunnel we are thrown.

Been more careful if I had known.

We’re falling down a dark abyss.

Please someone give us an assist.

 

We’re falling too hard and fast.

This nightmare better not last.

Our time has come to an end

As we fly around the bend.

 

The Dead are waiting for us below.

I can hear them yelling out hello.

We land with a thump and a bang.

I’m now facing a big fat fang.

 

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TIME TO PREY FOR THE DEAD

Prey for The Dead Book II

 

Darkness brings a pall to the streets.

A dread that can be felt by all.

It follows me with soft footsteps.

Growing closer behind me with each step.

 

I should have listened to my heart’s song.

Listened to reason and right from wrong.

I’m now trapped in this horror of despair.

Waiting for death to take me in his arms.

 

The shadows are growing larger.

Surrounding me from all sides.

There’s nowhere to run or hide.

I will stand strong against the tide.

 

The coldness wraps around me.

My hair drips icicles down my neck.

I shiver in dread of my future.

My future as queen of The Dead.

A VORTEX OF HORROR






Brutal winds follow close on my heels.
Thunder and lightning join the crusade.
Fluorescent lights paint the night sky
In rings of orange, yellow, and red. 

A vortex of horror in unending circles
Makes its way to the town of Oasis.
I wait with a sword in hand,
Secure in the knowledge that Wolf won’t win. 

The Watchers have joined the battle.
I can see them on the hill beyond.
Their raincoats flap in the wind,
Revealing their hidden weapons.

We protect Linda from the devil,
Standing firm in the fighting winds.
The Father clutches his bible of spells
To help cast the evil from this town.

Humans, vampires, and human vampires
Have come together as one.
The last battle on this earthly planet
Will determine the fate of us all.

Linda holds onto her friends,
Huddled together in the raging winds.
Will she choose wisely?
Will she choose me above The Dead?

The time has come for the showdown.
Time has slowed to a stop.
We raise our weapons above our heads
As we wait for evil to make its final appearance.

Wolf sports a new body.
I still recognize his deadly soul.
A new package for an old one
Does not change the battle to be won.

Our games have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME

DEADLY GAME

 

 

The stairs lead us to the basement.

Circular saws rotate above our heads.

Traps with pointy edges dangle close.

The door locks behinds us.

Water reaches our ankles.

Three doors appear on the opposite wall.

Will we make it across the water?

Will we ever see the light of day?

The house is winning the deadly game.

THE DEAD GAME

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