Monday, November 30, 2015

DARK SHADOWS



Villa Belza Arnaud Cassagnet Photography www.facebook.com_arnaud.cassagnet Villa Belza, Biarritz, France #storm #villa #wave

Darkness surrounds the town of Oasis.
The only escape is through the magical door.
The door that the villagers keep hidden.
Soon all the residents will need to escape.
The Oasis Hotel is engulfed in dark shadows.
Half-filled glasses sit on the tables at its bar.
Tables and chairs fly across its patio deck.
Where are the guests?
The Dead Game has begun.

THE HAUNTED HOUSE



Creepy house.
Dark and deserted.
Overgrown lawn.
Wind rustling through the leaves.
Dead quiet.
No footsteps.
No sounds of life.
That’s how I like it:
the creepier the better.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

HOPES AND DREAMS



Look up at the sky and hope.
Hope for better things.
A better life.
Life is what you make of it.
Keep your hopes and dreams close.
They will lead you in the right direction.


THE NIGHTMARE NEVER ENDS




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Once you begin to read,
your nightmare will never end.
You will hunted and pursued
through dark houses, revolving rooms,
deadly traps, and never-ending horrors.
There’s no rest for the weary in Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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Once you begin to read,
your nightmare will never end.
You will be hunted and pursued
through revolving rooms,  deadly traps,  
and never-ending horrors.
There’s no rest for the weary in Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist 

FOLLOW THE CANDLES




The candles are leading us.
No one seems to be home at End House.
But the house is beckoning us.
It wants us to follow the flickering lights.
Should we go down to the basement?
What could be awaiting us there?
It can’t be anything good.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

RIDE WITH THE WIND



The Dead ride in the night

The Dead ride the night.
They ride with the wind.
The daylight is their enemy.
Be sure to lock your doors.
Cover your windows.
They might pass your house.
Fate determines who they select.
You might be next.
They are a select group.
They torment their victims.
They are a bloodthirsty bunch.
You might soon find out.
See you in hell.


A MAGICAL NIGHT





A magical night for a party.
The party at a glass house is perfect.
Maybe a little too perfect.


THE DEAD GAME


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Saturday, November 28, 2015

A NEW BEGINNING






The rain hits the puddles in staccato rhythm.
A constant and mesmerizing sound.
Tree branches hang low--weighed down with water.
Flowers lift their shiny faces for their washing.
The cold, crisp rain refreshes.
The clouds dry out.
The sun returns to brighten the day.
The air smells fresh and clean.
A new day dawns.
A new beginning.

Friday, November 27, 2015

WHAT THE HELL?




THE DEAD GAME
     They stepped into a drafty master bedroom,  illuminated by lit candles encircling the huge canopied bed. The candlelight created shadows that swayed back and forth across the ceiling and walls. Linda felt like the shadows were reaching out for her.  She backed away in horror, not knowing if she was imagining them or not.
     She didn’t want to move any closer to the bed, dreading what she might discover there. Anything was possible, from what they had already witnessed in this house. But Todd and Shana kept moving forward.  She moved with them toward the bed. 
     What she found there exceeded all her frightening expectations. On the white quilt lay a human skeleton with its arms resting at its sides. The skeleton began to bleed, slowly at first, and then profusely from the deep gash in its bones from the long, serrated silver knife sticking out of its chest. In the stream of blood were worms—scores of worms—inching out from the deep hole, spreading across the white quilt. 
     Linda couldn’t believe her eyes. She gasped. More and more worms were climbing out from the body, falling in groups from the bed to land on the carpet.
     A new doorway emerged on the far side of the room. She watched the enormous worms spread across the floor, and realized that their squishy bodies were blocking their path to the door. They were circling her feet, trying to climb up her shoes. She stomped her feet to dislodge the worms latching onto her heels.
     Looking over her shoulder, she noticed Shana backing into a corner. Her eyes appeared huge and saucer-like as she stared at the worms crawling closer and closer to her. She wasn’t making a sound, but Linda could hear her shaking—as if her bones were rattling inside her quivering body.
      Impatient with both of them, Todd dragged them through the swarms of worms. Once they were outside the room, Linda gave a sigh of relief.  The persistent worms were locked in the bedroom, behind the door that had concealed itself into the wall.
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THE DEAD GAME

     They stepped into a drafty master bedroom,  illuminated by lit candles encircling the canopied bed. The candlelight created shadows that swayed back and forth across the ceiling and walls. Linda felt like the shadows were reaching out for her.  She backed away in horror, not knowing if she was imagining them or not.
     She didn’t want to move any closer to the bed, dreading what she might discover there. Anything was possible, from what they had already witnessed in this house. But Todd and Shana kept walking forward.  She moved with them toward the bed. 
     What she found there exceeded her wildest expectations. On the white quilt lay a human skeleton with its arms resting at its sides. The skeleton began to bleed, slowly at first, and then profusely from the deep gash in its bones from the long, serrated silver knife sticking out of its chest. In the stream of blood were worms—scores of worms—inching out from the deep hole, spreading across the white quilt. 
     Linda couldn’t believe her eyes. She gasped. More and more worms were climbing out from the body, falling in groups from the bed to land on the carpet.
     A new doorway emerged on the far side of the room. Enormous worms spread across the floor, their squishy bodies were blocking the path to the door. They were circling her feet, trying to climb up her shoes. She stomped her feet to dislodge the worms latching onto her heels.
     Looking over her shoulder, she saw Shana backing into a corner. Her eyes appeared huge and saucer-like as she stared at the worms crawling closer and closer to her. She wasn’t making a sound, but Linda could hear her shaking—as if her bones were rattling inside her quivering body.
      Impatient with both of them, Todd dragged them through the swarms of worms. Once they were outside the room, Linda gave a sigh of relief.  The persistent worms were locked in the bedroom, behind the door that had concealed itself into the wall.
What was next for them in this creepy house?

THE DEAD GAME

Thursday, November 26, 2015

THE DEAD ARE HERE!




WE’RE HERE!
COME PLAY WITH US.
THE MOON IS OUT AND WE’RE
READY TO HAVE SOME FUN.
THE DEAD LOVE TO PARTY!
THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST
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WE’RE HERE!
COME PLAY WITH US.
THE MOON IS OUT.
WE'RE READY TO HAVE SOME FUN.
THE DEAD LOVE TO PARTY.

THE GAMES ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN.
THE DEAD GAME 

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DRACULA'S CITADEL

DRACULA'S CITADEL

The Colorful SighiÈ™oara Citadel – Dracula’s Birthplace

What better place for murder and mystery than Dracula’s home?

Each house is different and has something worth seeing.
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The Clock Tower houses the History Museum

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The House with Stag

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The Vlad Dracul House

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The Church on the Hill (Bergkirche)

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The Furriers’ Tower

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The Citadel Square

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The Streets and Houses of the Citadel

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View from the tower

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The Statue of Vlad Ţepeş

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Street Café

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Jimmy, the famous and friendly dog of the Citadel
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The SighiÅŸoara Citadel is one of the most beautiful citadels in Europe.
SighiÅŸoara is situated on the Târnava Mare River, in the historic region of Transylvania. The city is know to Hungarians as “Segesvár” and to the Germans as “Schäßburg”.
I have been to many cities in my country, but I have to say that SighiÅŸoara is one of the most beautiful cities of Romania. The SighiÅŸoara Citadel is registered in the UNESCO world heritage. The citadel was built in the 12th century. In the 15th – 16th century, SighiÅŸoara became an important political, economical and cultural center. The defensive wall with a length of 930 m, 14 defense towers and 5 artilery bastions used to protect the city. There are still 9 towers and two bastions.
SighiÅŸoara is also known as the birthplace of Vlad Å¢epeÅŸ (Vlad the Impaler). Vlad Å¢epeÅŸ, Prince of Wallachia, was born in 1431 in…
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Wednesday, November 25, 2015

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LOST IN END HOUSE



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Lost in End House


We've come for a party.
But no one is here to greet us.
The candles have led us to a door.
A door down to the basement.
A door that has locked behind us.
We're trapped.

Circular saws and pointy cages 

are descending from the basement ceiling.
The floor is filling up with water.
Where are our friends?

Are they facing similar threats upstairs?

I can feel the cold wrapping around me.
The darkness is thick and heavy.
The water is reaching my knees.
Two of my friends have made it across.
Will I make it through the saws and cages?


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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

AN OASIS TO HELL




Beauty marred by death.
An oasis scarred by evil and murder.
Oasis, Florida promises sunshine and beaches
but delivers death and destruction.
Do you still want to visit?
We’ll be waiting.


The Dead Game

ONLY THE DEAD KNOW





We might look human
but we’re not.
We might act human
but we love to kill.
Our fearless leader
shows no mercy.
Who is he?
Will he show his face?

Only The Dead know.

The Dead Game

WHAT DOES THE FUTURE HOLD FOR OASIS?

  • blackoutraven:    Lillian Gish, Early 1920s    What does the crystal ball reveal?  Shana is too afraid to see the future.  In her heart, she knows that evil  walks the street of Oasis.  Her cards show her death in an unnatural form.  But what does the future hold for the innocent  residents and tourists?  THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST  http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist
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What does the crystal ball reveal?
Shana is too afraid to find out.
Evil walks the street of Oasis.

Night brings darkness and shadows.

Her cards reveal death in an unnatural form.
What does the future hold for the innocent
residents and tourists?

Come and find out.

THE DEAD GAME

    Monday, November 23, 2015

    THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN






    Linda moves to a small town to live a quieter  life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple–that is until the dead body washes up on shore. She is horrified to find out that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this town. As soon as the sun sets, she and her friends are stalked by dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.

    Linda and her group receive an unsigned invitation to a party at the deserted house at the edge of the forest. They are afraid of the unfriendly estate residents, who only venture out of their homes at night. They attend the party. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped in the house. Or so they think.

    The Dead Game has begun.

    THE DARK FOREST

    Come and visit.
Follow the line of trees.
Where do you think it leads?
Deep into a forest.
Down a dark road to a haunted house.
You will never know unless you start walking.
Ignore the moans and screams, it’s just the animals.
The howling are from a pack of wild dogs.
They like people very much.
It is safe to walk farther on.
Don’t look back, face forward, and walk.
Soon you’ll be reaching your destination.
Be prepared for anything.
Don’t be afraid.

Anything is a possibility.
    Come and visit us.
    Follow the line of trees.
    Where does it lead?
    Deep into a forest.
    Down a dark road.

    Ignore the moans and screams.
    They are just animals.
    A pack of wild dogs are howling.
    They love people.
    It is safe for you to walk into the forest.
    Don’t look back.

    Face forward and walk.
    Soon you’ll be reaching your destination.
    Be prepared for anything.
    Don’t be afraid. 

    A party at the deserted End House 
    is waiting for you. 
    And so are The Dead. 

    THE DEAD GAME

    NOUNOUS--THE IMPATIENT MALTESE





    My favorite picture of my Maltese, Nounous.
    He is waiting for my daughter
    to come home from New York City.
    The train whistles.
    He searches for the train.
    He waits impatiently by the car window.
    The train pulls into the station. 
    The doors pass by, one by one.
    They are moving too fast for him 
    to see his beloved friend.
    The train stops.
    The doors open.
    He sees her.
    He howls, 
    pawing at the window.
    He is still not sure.
    He's waiting for her to walk closer.
    She stops beside the car window 
    and shouts,"Nounous I'm home."
    He jumps up and down, 
    woofing with joy.
    She is home.