THE DEAD DANCE

THE DEAD GAME 

The party at Diane's house was taking a turn to the supernatural. It offered a medley of vampires, human vampires, and humans.

     After the meeting, Todd led Linda to a quiet corner. “Please return to the dance floor with me.”

     As she spun around the room with Todd, Linda searched for the other human vampires from Oasis. If they were on Todd’s side, then where were they? She wasn’t going to say anything to him about them; he had enough to worry about without her raising additional concerns. And what was a human vampire, anyway? Were they any better than regular vampires? According to Todd, human vampires were still human.

      Tired of worrying about the town and its strange inhabitants, Linda said to Todd, “For just a moment

I’d like to believe that this evening is magical and beautiful— all that I’d imagined for tonight.” She leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed.

A PUFF OF SMOKE

A puff of smoke.

A flicker of light.

Life is sweet.

Life is short.

Gone in a puff of smoke.

Don’t close your eyes.

The candles flicker.

A life is gone.

Only THE DEAD

have the power.

Only THE DEAD

hold the cure.

Only THE DEAD

know who’s next.

THE DEAD GAME

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A LOVE PECK

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He takes my blood.

I fall in a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

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SHADOWS OF THE NIGHT

 

The night is here.

Dark shadows appear.

The full moon spins on its axis.

Creatures settle for sleep.

The wise owl opens yellow eyes in defiance.

Who are the shadows that interfere

with the peace of the night?

Who dare to leave dead bodies

along their nightly path?

Hide ye beyond your closed

doors and shuttered windows.

For THE DEAD own the night.

THE DEAD GAME

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MEAN KITTY

Heathers Animations

 

Are you surprised?

Well, so am I.

I didn’t expect you.

Don’t open strange doors.

Now, go away.

Meow.

THERE IS NO SUN

Source:gothdolly

The moon shines bright on us all.

It has made the sun’s face fall.

It takes over the night from now on.

No more heat from its favorite sun.

Oasis will exist in the dark.

It’s scary in this deserted park.

I must get home before it’s too late.

Before my fate is sealed on this date.

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HAUNTED

The hallway waits.

It beckons.

A green light shows the way.

Closed doors on either side.

Cries fill the air.

A coldness descends.

Then total silence.

I inch forward.

I peer into a room.

A wheelchair sits empty.

Voices.

I step into the hallway

and follow the sounds.

The door at the end stands open.

Surgeons stand around a table.

They turn and smile at me.

They fade from sight.

Then I’m on the table.

Doctors stand above me.

I must escape.

A scalpel descends.

Too late.

RED EYES

Source:stone-pig

Who sits on my shelf

each night?

Who casts shadows

on my bedroom wall?

I move closer.

I must see what it is.

The head moves.

Its hood falls back.

A doll’s face appears.

A yellow glow

in the darkness.

Red eyes turn to me.

Burning a hot hole

right through me.

THE RETURN

Source:dying-dog

Wolf returns to Oasis.

We’ve missed him.

His good looks.

Charming personality.

Deadly ways.

Will he arrive as a bat,

Or maybe as a wolf?

He could take the place

Of one of our own.

Will his appetite be as fierce,

His passions as strong?

So many questions

Waiting to be answered

In book 2 of THE DEAD GAME.

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JUSTICE IS CRUEL

daredevil Justice is cruel. 

It walks the halls.

It moves too slow.

It bends all to its will.

We run from it.

We bow to it.

We fear it.

It takes no prisoners.

l 

PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN

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Chair

Down the rabbit hole we go.

Far down beneath the earth’s surface.

Where The Dead wait for their savior.

Arms extended.

Reaching for us.

Mouths held open in silent cries.

As we fall farther.

Deeper.

Past the point of no return.

THE DEAD GAME 

THE DOOR

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Wooden Door, Orvieto, Italy © Doug Hickok  All Rights Reserved

The door beckons.

It opens.

Into the darkness.

Into the quiet.

We step inside.

It locks behind us.

The silence envelopes us.

It carries us to our destination.

To the dark chambers.

Beneath the house.

Where our fate awaits us.

THE DEAD GAME