Monday, June 16, 2014

THE DEAD GAME — DAY 157

THE DEAD GAME — DAY 157
Wolf was vanquished but Linda and her friends still weren’t safe. There was no shortage of supernatural creatures in Oasis.


     They were surrounded by black flying creatures, flapping their feathered wings, trying to locate their slain master. Linda recognized them as the bats from Wolf’s cave. They flew at the group standing around the alligator tank, trying to push them into the water where the glass was once again wide open. Turning around to see who had opened the glass floor again, she hoped that Hayden wasn’t double-crossing them to take control of The Dead—now that Wolf had been killed.
     “No! I would never do that!” Hayden answered Linda’s thoughts. He pointed at the water and the huge bats dropped in—one by one, closely following the same fate as their late master. She could hear the distinct sizzle and pop after each bat was burnt alive.
     “I’m so sorry…I wasn’t sure who to trust anymore,” Linda said.
     “You have stayed true and stuck by your friends. Vampires could learn a lot by observing humans. I must go now. If you ever need me again, you know where I live.” With that said, Hayden abruptly vanished.
     Mike couldn’t understand how they always got so lucky with some unexpected savior coming to their rescue at the last possible moment. This story was somehow paralleling fairy tales and sappy movies. Where were the gory endings, where everyone received their just rewards? When was he going to be a hero and finally save the day? He had to admit that he did get to watch as Wolf and his furry friends got eaten alive by his pets.
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 157
Wolf was vanquished but Linda and her friends still weren’t safe. There was no shortage of supernatural creatures in Oasis.


     They were surrounded by black flying creatures, flapping their feathered wings, trying to locate their slain master. Linda recognized them as the bats from Wolf’s cave. They flew at the group standing around the alligator tank, trying to push them into the water where the glass was once again wide open. Turning around to see who had opened the glass floor again, she hoped that Hayden wasn’t double-crossing them to take control of The Dead—now that Wolf had been killed.
     “No! I would never do that!” Hayden answered Linda’s thoughts. He pointed at the water and the huge bats dropped in—one by one, closely following the same fate as their late master. She could hear the distinct sizzle and pop after each bat was burnt alive.
     “I’m so sorry…I wasn’t sure who to trust anymore,” Linda said.
     “You have stayed true and stuck by your friends. Vampires could learn a lot by observing humans. I must go now. If you ever need me again, you know where I live.” With that said, Hayden abruptly vanished.
     Mike couldn’t understand how they always got so lucky with some unexpected savior coming to their rescue at the last possible moment. This story was somehow paralleling fairy tales and sappy movies. Where were the gory endings, where everyone received their just rewards? When was he going to be a hero and finally save the day? He had to admit that he did get to watch as Wolf and his furry friends got eaten alive by his pets.
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 157
Wolf was vanquished but Linda and her friends still weren’t safe. There was no shortage of supernatural creatures in Oasis.


     They were surrounded by black flying creatures, flapping their feathered wings, trying to locate their slain master. Linda recognized them as the bats from Wolf’s cave. They flew at the group standing around the alligator tank, trying to push them into the water where the glass was once again wide open. Turning around to see who had opened the glass floor again, she hoped that Hayden wasn’t double-crossing them to take control of The Dead—now that Wolf had been killed.
     “No! I would never do that!” Hayden answered Linda’s thoughts. He pointed at the water and the huge bats dropped in—one by one, closely following the same fate as their late master. She could hear the distinct sizzle and pop after each bat was burnt alive.
     “I’m so sorry…I wasn’t sure who to trust anymore,” Linda said.
     “You have stayed true and stuck by your friends. Vampires could learn a lot by observing humans. I must go now. If you ever need me again, you know where I live.” With that said, Hayden abruptly vanished.
     Mike couldn’t understand how they always got so lucky with some unexpected savior coming to their rescue at the last possible moment. This story was somehow paralleling fairy tales and sappy movies. Where were the gory endings, where everyone received their just rewards? When was he going to be a hero and finally save the day? He had to admit that he did get to watch as Wolf and his furry friends got eaten alive by his pets.
 
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 157
Wolf was vanquished but Linda and her friends still weren’t safe. There was no shortage of supernatural creatures in Oasis.
     They were surrounded by black flying creatures, flapping their feathered wings, trying to locate their slain master. Linda recognized them as the bats from Wolf’s cave. They flew at the group standing around the alligator tank, trying to push them into the water where the glass was once again wide open. Turning around to see who had opened the glass floor again, she hoped that Hayden wasn’t double-crossing them to take control of The Dead—now that Wolf had been killed.
     “No! I would never do that!” Hayden answered Linda’s thoughts. He pointed at the water and the huge bats dropped in—one by one, closely following the same fate as their late master. She could hear the distinct sizzle and pop after each bat was burnt alive.
     “I’m so sorry…I wasn’t sure who to trust anymore,” Linda said.
     “You have stayed true and stuck by your friends. Vampires could learn a lot by observing humans. I must go now. If you ever need me again, you know where I live.” With that said, Hayden abruptly vanished.
     Mike couldn’t understand how they always got so lucky with some unexpected savior coming to their rescue at the last possible moment. This story was somehow paralleling fairy tales and sappy movies. Where were the gory endings, where everyone received their just rewards? When was he going to be a hero and finally save the day? He had to admit that he did get to watch as Wolf and his furry friends got eaten alive by his pets.