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Take my hand,
and I will speak
through you.
As the spirits
enter your body,
you will speak in their voices;
you will hear their thoughts.
Let the darkness descend.
The Dead are here.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist
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THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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Louise & her friends escaped End House.
But the deadly game was far from over.
She dashed across the beach,
mounds of sand hitting her face.
On the walkway,
branches swiped at her.
Main Street stood empty.
Silent.
Candles flickered in the park.
A wind propelled her
toward the lights.
Thrust into the gazebo by an unseen force,
Louise felt like a puppet on a string.
A noose wrapped around her neck.
She hung from the wooden beams.
Hooded creatures circled her.
The noose tugged tighter.
The world spun.
The shadows slowed.
They chanted in an unfamiliar language,
Their hoods casting their faces in shadows.
The winds turned wilder,
moaning in unison with the voices.
Louise recognized a face before she losing consciousness,
but it was too late for her or the town of Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME has begun.
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Tea for two.
One for me.
One for you.
Mine is sweet.
Yours is not.
Some good sleep
from this old pot.
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.
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A spot of evil.
A dash of hell.
A drop of blood.
And your Grimoire.
A mighty spell
will vanquish The Dead.
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How did I come to be here?
Cold wrapped around me in fear.
No matter how far I walk.
I could hear them move and talk.
Muttering curses on me.
But faces I cannot see.
They surround me on each side.
There’s nowhere for me to hide.
I must get out of here soon.
Before the next full moon.
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I walk with the living at day.
They do not hear I word I say.
They assume I’m alive like them,
But I’m stronger than any men.
I run through the trees,
Flying faster than bees.
At day, my true self hides away.
People believe I might be fey.
At night, I walk with others.
Closer to me than brothers.
“Who are you?” you might timidly ask.
Be careful, I’ll take you to the task.
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THE DEAD ARE COMING
The dark woods keeps them hidden.
I know that I’m forbidden
From walking this way.
I must get away.
I hear them moving through the trees.
Let me get away from them, please.
The footsteps are louder.
The moon is now rounder.
The end for me and the town is near.
A crystal ball I don’t need to peer.
My head bowed and on bended knee.
This will still not end well for me.
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I have a gift for you.
It’s juicy and new.
Take a bite and you’ll see
how sweet I can be.
SUSANNE LEIST 