TRAPPED
We’re trapped in a cave.
The bad Wolf had led.
Nothing but a knave
And the walking dead.
Bats circle our heads.
Still searching to land.
We have made our beds.
Please give us a hand.
Why did we come here?
This den of darkness.
Better stay far and clear.
Our plight is hopeless.
Our town is doomed.
We should have fled
When evil loomed
And reared its head.
Goodbye to all.
The walking dead are here.
The town will fall.
Unless we fight our fear.
THE DEAD GAME
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