FACE THE DEVIL

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I walk in the dark woods.

Soft cries fill my ears.

The same cries of my nightmares.

I know what waits for me in the forest.

Goosebumps riddle my chilled flesh.

The evil one calls to me.

My heart beats to his drum.

He wants me to join him.

He plays for keeps.

I will go now

and face the devil.

THE DEAD GAME

DUST IN THE WIND

DUST IN THE WIND 

To be alone.
Under a tree.
In a garden.
No people.
No sounds.
Only the birds chirping.
The smell of the grass.
The heat of the sun.
What is that sound?
Oh, the wind rustling the leaves.
How beautiful.
How relaxing.
How perfect.
Oh no.
I hear more sounds.
It’s turning dark.
The sun has retreated.
Someone is coming.
I can’t see who it is.
It can’t be.
I’m dust in the wind.

LET ME OUT

End House holds secrets.
It holds living beings in its walls.
Creatures dying to get out.
Screaming without sound.
Pushing their arms and legs
through the walls,
hoping to escape.
But there’s no escape.
The guests of the party will
soon discover the sad truth.
No one leaves the house
without resulting consequences.
And some may not leave at all.
Who will live?
Who will die?
Only The Dead know.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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A SHACK IN THE WOODS

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A simple shack in the woods.

Army of trees at its back.

Mossy green carpets the front.

Its shingles creak in the wind.

A loose shutter swings back and forth.

A dying fire smokes inside.

Embers fall on the still bodies.

Red trails surround them.

The fire flickers one last time.

Dark descends upon the shack.

A simple shack it’s no more.

THE DEAD ARE BEHIND ME

Dark shadows have been stalking me

every single night.

As soon as the sun sets,

dark shadows appear.

I can’t escape from them.

Now I have one following me.

It’s followed me from End House.

I knew I shouldn’t have

attended that party.

The party from hell, where

no one was there to greet us

but deadly traps and revolving rooms.

Just when I thought I was safe,

and free from End House,

I have one of them chasing me.

What are they?

Or shall I say, who are they?

They are The Dead.

And they’ve come for all of us.

I can hear it behind me.

Help me!

THE DEAD take no prisoners.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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IN THE FOREST

Love is in the air.

Who should Linda choose?

A human vampire or a vampire?

A deadly choice.

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SECRETS

Come with me.

I want to visit the forest.

The one behind town.

Where the wealthy live.

In their fancy mansions.

Where they have parties.

At night.

Always at night.

We are going.

We’ll see what they’re hiding.

I’m tired of secrets.

I’m tired of lies.

We will uncover the truth.

We might be sorry.

But we’ll finally know the truth.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE LIGHT

 
A distant light beckons to me.

It seems to be moving closer.

I can hear its moaning cry.

What can it be?

Come with me into the woods

And we will find out together.

THE DEAD GAME

Shackles of Green

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By Iñaki Dominguez

Green grows deep in the forest.

Slithering up the tall trees.

Digging holes into the earth.

Beds of green wherever we turn.

The earth rumbles and quakes.

Yearning to free itself.

From the shackles of green. 

Tethered to its arms and legs.

Soon all is lathered in the lime color.

A mist of green encircles it all.

THE DEAD GAME

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A PATH THROUGH THE WOODS

Wind blows through the trees.

Ruffling the thick grass.

Striking a path through the woods.

Creating a clearing.

To the house within.

End House at Oasis.

To The Dead hidden inside.

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MOONLIT FOREST

Walk with me through the moon lit forest.
Let our feet graze the tips of the grass,
Never touching down,
Held aloft by our love and passion.

Follow me through the endless night
To a land where no man walks.
Only creatures as dark as the sky
Dare to venture forth alone.

Love has no bounds or shackles.
We will be free to display our passion,
Without retribution from humanity,
As long as you remain mine.

Come with me, my ice princess.
Step award from the burning plains,
Where the heat burns your soles,
And love is hampered by the living.

Wolf holds his hand out for me.
The words flow from him,
His lips never uttering a sound,
But his meaning as clear as can be.

We can be together forever more.
But the other has followed us to the clearing.
He will try to take me back,
And never give up his hold on me.

His eyes burn red with passion.
Fire follows close on his footsteps,
Scorching a trail through the grass,
Melting his enemy’s cold trail.

They face each other.
Hot and cold from opposite poles,
Dueling until the end of time,
Both fighting for me.

Our games have just begun.

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BEFORE THE NEXT FULL MOON

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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