LOST IN END HOUSE
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Lost in End House
But no one is here to greet us.
The candles have led us to a door.
A door down to the basement.
A door that has locked behind us.
We're trapped.
Circular saws and pointy cages
are descending from the basement ceiling.
The floor is filling up with water.
Where are our friends?
Are they facing similar threats upstairs?
I can feel the cold wrapping around me.
The darkness is thick and heavy.
The water is reaching my knees.
Two of my friends have made it across.
Will I make it through the saws and cages?
The Dead Game
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Tuesday, November 24, 2015
AN OASIS TO HELL
Beauty marred by death.
An oasis scarred by evil and murder.
Oasis, Florida promises sunshine and beaches
but delivers death and destruction.
Do you still want to visit?
We’ll be waiting.
The Dead Game
ONLY THE DEAD KNOW
We might look human
but we’re not.
We might act human
but we love to kill.
Our fearless leader
shows no mercy.
Who is he?
Will he show his face?
Only The Dead know.
The Dead Game
WHAT DOES THE FUTURE HOLD FOR OASIS?
What does the crystal ball reveal?
Shana is too afraid to find out.
Evil walks the street of Oasis.
Night brings darkness and shadows.
Her cards reveal death in an unnatural form.
What does the future hold for the innocent
residents and tourists?
Come and find out.
THE DEAD GAME
Monday, November 23, 2015
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN
Linda moves to a small town to live a quieter life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple–that is until the dead body washes up on shore. She is horrified to find out that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this town. As soon as the sun sets, she and her friends are stalked by dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.
Linda and her group receive an unsigned invitation to a party at the deserted house at the edge of the forest. They are afraid of the unfriendly estate residents, who only venture out of their homes at night. They attend the party. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped in the house. Or so they think.
The Dead Game has begun.
THE DARK FOREST
Follow the line of trees.
Where does it lead?
Deep into a forest.
Down a dark road.
Ignore the moans and screams.
They are just animals.
A pack of wild dogs are howling.
They love people.
It is safe for you to walk into the forest.
Don’t look back.
Face forward and walk.
Soon you’ll be reaching your destination.
Be prepared for anything.
Don’t be afraid.
A party at the deserted End House
is waiting for you.
And so are The Dead.
THE DEAD GAME
NOUNOUS--THE IMPATIENT MALTESE
My favorite picture of my Maltese, Nounous.
He is waiting for my daughter
to come home from New York City.
The train whistles.
The train whistles.
He searches for the train.
He waits impatiently by the car window.
The train pulls into the station.
He waits impatiently by the car window.
The train pulls into the station.
The doors pass by, one by one.
They are moving too fast for him
to see his beloved friend.
The train stops.
The doors open.
He sees her.
He howls,
The train stops.
The doors open.
He sees her.
He howls,
pawing at the window.
He is still not sure.
He's waiting for her to walk closer.
She stops beside the car window
He is still not sure.
He's waiting for her to walk closer.
She stops beside the car window
and shouts,"Nounous I'm home."
He jumps up and down,
He jumps up and down,
woofing with joy.
She is home.
She is home.
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