
Quebec will never be the same
once The Dead play their game.
The boardwalk bursts into flames.
Are the vampires to blame?
THE DEAD AT HEART
BOOK THREE OF THE DEAD GAME SERIES
All are welcome,
but few may leave.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist
The end is near.
Will The Dead disappear?
I must escape this hell.
Where The Dead trap me.
Try to snare me.
With their evil ways.
I must find a way out.
Out of this dungeon.
To the world above.
The angels will show the way.
Am I dreaming?
THE DEAD GAME
The waves are washing in.
But I can still see him.
He’s followed me here.
Must not let him get near.
He has returned from the dead.
I won’t let him in my bed.
He wants me for his queen.
With him I can’t be seen.
The tides are surely rising.
My mind is agonizing.
How will I manage to get away
Before the dawn of the new day?
THE DEAD GAME
Black Paradox » Junji Ito
COME TO ME
I am waiting.
No wind will fall me.
No wave will take me.
Evil takes many forms.
One of its own is coming.
The deadliest.
The cruelest.
The leader of The Dead.
He waits for no one.
But I wait for him.
The winds will rage.
The ocean will roar.
A quiet will descend.
The end has come.
The battle between good and evil.
THE DEAD GAME will be played no more.
THE DEAD GAME
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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
Don’t cross me.
Don’t anger me.
And don’t ever taunt me.
I am Wolf.
Todd has crossed me once.
His days are now limited.
His time with Linda is at its end.
I will shadow his every move,
Haunt his nightmares,
And kill him in his sleep.
The winds will charge at my command.
Fires of hell will burn hot for me.
Ocean waves will dance my every tune.
I am Wolf.
Come with me, my companions.
Todd will rue the day he was born.
We will attack once the sun has gone to sleep.
Once she has hidden her bright face.
A face too cheerful and hot.
A face soon to be forgotten.
For the night will rule the day.
And the moon will lead the way.
Nature must attack in the dark.
Let us dance in the moonlight.
Drink from the waves of the ocean.
And warm ourselves in the fires of hell.
I am Wolf.
The battle will be won,
Death served on a platter for the white prince.
Linda will soon be mine.
My cold fingers will run down her hot body.
She will wake to the sight of my glowing eyes.
She will experience passion not human.
And she will yearn for much more.
The dark prince will take her in his arms
And place her on his black steed.
They will ride off into the sunset,
Leaving memories of her old life far behind.
Our games have just begun.
THE DEAD GAME