Monday, January 6, 2020

LET THE GAMES BEGIN



The house is deserted.
Slippery stairs take us to the basement.
The lights flicker.
The door slams shut.
I run to the door and turn the knob.
It’s locked.
Waves hit the house.
Is that why the floor is wet?
A creaking noise comes from above.
Cages descend.
Circular saws soon follow.
THE DEAD GAME has begun.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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