Wednesday, April 17, 2019


We have reached the edge.
Nowhere left to go.
We escaped the party.
The deadly game from hell.

Let’s jump into the ocean.
Swim our way to shore.
To the beach filled with tourists.
Where help can be found.

We can’t return to End House.
The evil house of illusions.
Filled with traps and dead bodies.
We will never return.

Come, take my hand.
Let’s fly off the rocks.
Soar through the air.
Like a pair of white doves.

Footsteps behind us.
Creatures fly above.
The time is now or never.
To take our chance.

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