A party in a green-glassed house.
The lighted trees show the way.
Snow is falling.
Music wafts from inside the round house.
Guests can be seen dancing
beneath the crystal chandeliers.
Their images are reflected on the
sparkling, glass walls.
Champagne will be flowing.
And so will blood.
When the clock strikes midnight,
The dance floor will empty out,
leaving only the humans behind.
It will be time for fun and games.
At whose expense?
Come and find out.
THE DEAD GAME