Sunday, March 23, 2014

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 98

THE DEAD GAME — DAY 98


     At the back of the room, Shana spotted row after row of cages.“What’s in those cages?”
     “Come and look,” said Wolf.
     He walked over to Linda, who was cowering in the corner. He bowed to her and gave her a very charming smile. He slipped her arm through his own, to escort her through the overhanging trees and thick greenery. Shana overheard him whispering to Linda, “I’m taking you to my own special place.” Wolf could be very charming and appealing when he wanted to be. And Linda was falling for his ploy; she was following him—as if in a trance.
     Wolf leered over his shoulder at Todd, gloating over his ability to lure Linda to his side. Shana noticed that Todd was brimming with anger, but was fighting to hold it in check.
     Wolf, still holding Linda’s arm, led them through the tangled trees and shrubbery. The trees seemed to be leaning closer and closer toward them. Shana hurried to follow the others.
     The back wall was filled with cages holding large snakes. The snakes coiled and slithered around each other, their tongues slipping in and out while emitting hissing sounds. Shiny heads were slipping through the openings of their cages, attempting to reach the unwelcome intruders. Linda shrieked and backed away in fear. Todd pulled her away from Wolf and told him that they were leaving at once.
     They all turned to leave except for Shana—who stood as still as a statue—mesmerized by a huge plant that was bending closer and closer to her. She felt like it was trying to tell her something.
     “I would stay away from that plant; it’s a Carnivorous Pitching Plant that will eat anything or anyone within its reach,” said Wolf. He was enjoying her discomfort too much. 
     Shana backed away…but at the same time couldn’t keep her eyes off the intriguing plant. It was tall with a long, white tube and red spots. It stood watching her. Its large, oval shaped, red-rimmed opening was aimed at her—ready for its next meal.
     Wolf continued with his tribute to the man-eating plant. “I have a whole collection of pitching plants that I have imported from South Korea. They keep me safe from intruders. I just have to teach them how to move and attack.”
     Shana didn’t know if he was being serious or not. But she believed that he was sick enough to develop his own army of attacking plants.
     When she’d jumped back from the plant, she had noticed him smirking at her fear. She hated the man and his know-it-all attitude. She prayed for the day when his plant army learned to hate him and attacked him. Out loud she said, “Let’s visit another room in this fascinating house.” Todd, who was eager to leave the house, shot her an annoyed look. But she just shrugged and turned to follow Wolf to the next room. Todd and Linda had no choice but to tag along behind her.
      Wolf said, “I have another surprise waiting for all of you.”
     I can just imagine.
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 98
     At the back of the room, Shana spotted row after row of cages.“What’s in those cages?”
     “Come and look,” said Wolf.
     He walked over to Linda, who was cowering in the corner. He bowed to her and gave her a very charming smile. He slipped her arm through his own, to escort her through the overhanging trees and thick greenery. Shana overheard him whispering to Linda, “I’m taking you to my own special place.” Wolf could be very charming and appealing when he wanted to be. And Linda was falling for his ploy; she was following him—as if in a trance.
     Wolf leered over his shoulder at Todd, gloating over his ability to lure Linda to his side. Shana noticed that Todd was brimming with anger, but was fighting to hold it in check.
     Wolf, still holding Linda’s arm, led them through the tangled trees and shrubbery. The trees seemed to be leaning closer and closer toward them. Shana hurried to follow the others.
     The back wall was filled with cages holding large snakes. The snakes coiled and slithered around each other, their tongues slipping in and out while emitting hissing sounds. Shiny heads were slipping through the openings of their cages, attempting to reach the unwelcome intruders. Linda shrieked and backed away in fear. Todd pulled her away from Wolf and told him that they were leaving at once.
     They all turned to leave except for Shana—who stood as still as a statue—mesmerized by a huge plant that was bending closer and closer to her. She felt like it was trying to tell her something.
     “I would stay away from that plant; it’s a Carnivorous Pitching Plant that will eat anything or anyone within its reach,” said Wolf. He was enjoying her discomfort too much.
     Shana backed away…but at the same time couldn’t keep her eyes off the intriguing plant. It was tall with a long, white tube and red spots. It stood watching her. Its large, oval shaped, red-rimmed opening was aimed at her—ready for its next meal.
     Wolf continued with his tribute to the man-eating plant. “I have a whole collection of pitching plants that I have imported from South Korea. They keep me safe from intruders. I just have to teach them how to move and attack.”
     Shana didn’t know if he was being serious or not. But she believed that he was sick enough to develop his own army of attacking plants.
     When she’d jumped back from the plant, she had noticed him smirking at her fear. She hated the man and his know-it-all attitude. She prayed for the day when his plant army learned to hate him and attacked him. Out loud she said, “Let’s visit another room in this fascinating house.” Todd, who was eager to leave the house, shot her an annoyed look. But she just shrugged and turned to follow Wolf to the next room. Todd and Linda had no choice but to tag along behind her.
      Wolf said, “I have another surprise waiting for all of you.”
     I can just imagine.
soniabicker:

Her majesty,  the Queen bumblebee.

Here’s looking at you kid.
soniabicker:
Her majesty,  the Queen bumblebee.
Here’s looking at you kid.

soniabicker:

The wildness and gentleness of the highland cow.

My nose smells a good book.
THE DEAD GAME
soniabicker:
The wildness and gentleness of the highland cow.
My nose smells a good book.
THE DEAD GAME
I just read The Dead Game
and I was frightened.
Vampires, wolves, and human vampires!
I think I’m going to hide under the bed.
The Dead are coming! The Dead are coming!
Meow!

I just read The Dead Game
and I was frightened.
Vampires, wolves, and human vampires!
I think I’m going to hide under the bed.
The Dead are coming! The Dead are coming!
Meow!