HORROR BY THE SEA
We have found the exit from this house.
We’ll sneak out as quiet as a mouse.
The owner must not know we’re gone.
He’ll chase us to death and beyond.
We’ll crawl down by the rocks and sea.
Make our way back in time for tea.
End House won’t hold us anymore.
We’ve seen enough horror and gore.
THE DEAD GAME
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