OUIJA BOARD

Ouija Board

Take my hand,

and I will speak

through you.

As the spirits

enter your body,

you will speak in their voices;

you will hear their thoughts.

Let the darkness descend.

The Dead are here.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

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OUIJA BOARD

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Oh, Ouija Board,

will you bring me spirits?

Spirits of the light.

Ones of the damned.

I feel their presence.

Sighs in the night.

Cold breath on my face.

Icy fingers at my neck.

Squeezing.

Too tight.

Much too tight…

THE HOUSE

The house sits alone.

Shutters hang broken.

Furniture upended.

Shattered pictures.

Shattered dreams.

Open the door.

Climb the battered staircase.

A house ravaged by a storm.

A savage storm that hit only this house.

I hear a creak on the stairs.

A sigh from within the walls.

A cry from the basement.

They’re back.

THE DEAD GAME

DARK PLAYGROUND

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They fly through the trees

Over the deadly mist

Landing in the forest

Where no man walks

And no light penetrates

this nightly playground

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THE HAUNTED HOUSE

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END HOUSE AT OASIS

The house waits.

It breathes.

No one visits.

Until the party.

It sits.

It waits.

For you.

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ESCAPE THE ROOM

A creepy room in

a house of horrors.

A maze of traps

and skeletons.

A house alive

with evil spirits.

Why did we come?

And how do we get out?

THE DEAD GAME

END HOUSE

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END HOUSE AT OASIS

The house waits for you.

It breathes.

It sits in the dark.

With its skeletons.

Its sad memories.

No one visits.

No one to fall victim.

Until the party.

The party that sets 

into motion

a series of events.

Events that will bring

murder and revenge

to Oasis, Florida.

It sits.

It waits.

For you.

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THE OLD HOUSE

The old house stands alone,

dark and deserted,

on the overgrown lawn.

A wind rustles through the fallen leaves.

The only sound in the dead silence.

No footsteps to break the quiet.

No sounds of life to lift the spirits.

Only the dead for company.

Their spirits walk the house.

No footsteps to break the quiet.

For the dead don’t leave footprints.

END HOUSE IS GONE

The fire is spreading.

End House has vanished,

toppled over into the sea.

Evil spirits are released 

into the crashing waves.

The leader, Wolf, vanquished at last.

Oasis will be safe once more.

Tourists will swarm to the hotel.

They’ll play volleyball on the beach.

Shop in the quaint stores.

Days of sunshine.

Nights of warm breezes.

Linda wants to believe this.

Wants to believe that Wolf is gone.

But she still feels his presence.

He could now be one of them.

His spirit is still here.

Anything can happen in Oasis.

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NO SHELTER FROM THE STORM

The birds are watching.

They are waiting for night.

It will provide cover

for their flight over Oasis.

They will storm the Town Hall

with shrieks of glee.

Their bodies will transform into

creatures of hell.

There will be no shelter from this storm.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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THE GRIM REAPER

Something is waiting for me.

Outside my front door.

I can sense its presence.

Can it be death?

Am I ready for it?

No one can be ready.

It comes for us when

we are the least prepared.

If I shut the door,

will it go away?

It’s moving closer to the house,

smacking repeatedly against the window.

Bang.

Bang.

I peek out.

A branch from the tree

is waving in the breeze.

This time I was lucky.

What about the next time?

I better be ready.