The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
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dark chambers
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Monday, February 19, 2018
THE HAUNTED HOUSE
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END HOUSE AT OASIS
The house waits.
It breathes.
No one visits.
Until the party.
It sits.
It waits.
For you.
THE DEAD GAME
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Monday, May 8, 2017
HOUSE OF ICE
yan-wo
:
A house of ice.
Sounds too nice?
It might be.
It’s next to the sea.
Ice statues populate the place.
Just don’t look into their face.
Tales of horror fall from their lips.
Better run away from all this.
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Monday, March 20, 2017
LOST
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blackoutravendeathsdoor
Lost to a world of death.
Far beneath the earth.
Trapped for centuries.
Never seeing the light.
Night never turning into day.
A family lost to the dark.
Driven crazy by despair.
Locked in dark chambers.
For eternity.
Lost to the world of the damned.
Only one could save them.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
DEMONS WITHIN
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A light shines from within.
From a lone window.
Darkness veils the others.
Demons trapped in their cells.
Locked in their prisons.
Waiting for their master.
To unleash its terror.
THE DEAD GAME
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
WHO SITS THERE?
The chair begins to rock
in the empty attic,
in front of the window
Who sits there?
Friend or foe?
It watches.
It waits.
Is it one of The Watchers?
I heard they watch the town.
Vampires who watch their own.
Making our town safer?
We hope so.
THE DEAD GAME
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Saturday, December 17, 2016
THEY LAUGH
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glitchblackmusic
They laugh
from within the walls.
I can hear them
but not see them.
The door opens to their den,
in the dungeons below.
Can Wolf save them?
Does he even want to?
THE DEAD GAME
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Thursday, July 7, 2016
STEP INSIDE
Come inside.
A palace awaits you.
It might appear deserted.
Run down and unused.
The inside tells
a different story.
Walk on marble floors
through rooms of delight.
Rooms of different eras.
Reflecting a dead man’s dreams.
A man with no life or future.
Waiting for the end of time.
In a house fit for a prince
or a prince of darkness.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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Nook
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Friday, February 26, 2016
THE DOOR BECKONS
hueandeyephotography
Wooden Door, Orvieto, Italy
©
Doug Hickok
All Rights Reserved
The door beckons.
It opens.
Into the darkness.
Into the quiet.
We step inside.
It locks behind us.
The silence envelopes us.
It carries us to our destination.
To the dark chambers.
Beneath the house.
Where our fate awaits us.
THE DEAD GAME
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