THE DESERTED MANSION

The mansion is dreary.
One should be leery
of entering its gate.
Better leave it to fate.

Each room offers a view
of history for you.
Beautifully furnished rooms
swept clean by invisible brooms.

“Who lives here?” you might ask
if you dare take him to the task.
“Only I,” he might reply
with a twinkle in his eye.

He steps closer to me.
His eyes are red I can see.
Is he a creature of the night?
My heart pounds with fright.

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ENJOY YOUR STAY

A party beneath the full moon.

I'm sure your host will be here soon.

Candles light the dark hallway.

I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay.

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MY FAVORITE REVIEW

This is still my favorite review of The Dead Game.

5.0 out of 5 stars 

There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis

The opening pages of “The Dead Game” grab you at the ankles and drag into the deeper story. There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis. Without getting into spoilers, here’s my take. Leist’s cast of characters are interesting in and of themselves. They do leave you wanting to get to know them better; yet, as in real life you only get to see the sides and masks that others want you to see. That, to me, was the author’s point. Everyone in Oasis seems to have an agenda, and it’s hard to know what to believe. With that in mind, Leist does a great job of bringing to life the picturesque town of Oasis, and the menacing End House. The book is reminiscent of tales like “House on Haunted Hill,” yet with its own twists on the supernatural thriller. The story is well-paced and the dangers faced by Leist’s characters feels terrifyingly real. All in all, a good read. I look forward to reading more works from this author.

LOVE BITE

Death marks the spot.
You love me or not.
A vampire I might be,
I come on bended knee.

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THE HOUSE COMES ALIVE

The house comes alive.

Snakes slither in cages.

Human-eating plants stand at attention.

Tree limbs grab my arms.

Roots wrap around my legs.

What’s next?

Quicksand?

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THE HOUSE OF LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

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THE MIDNIGHT HOUR

The midnight hour strikes panic and fear
In innocent hearts that can no longer bear.
The horror soon to besiege us all.
Before night’s end, someone will fall.

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EXIT TO THE SEA

We found the exit from the house.

We’ll sneak as quiet as a mouse.

The owner must not know we’re gone.

He’ll chase us to death and beyond.

We’ll crawl by the rocks to the sea

and make our way back in time for tea.

End House won’t hold us anymore.

We’ve seen enough horror and gore.

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END HOUSE AT OASIS

A house so dark and bleak

That I can’t even speak.

Dark shadows glare at me

Where clear windows should be.

Do I dare venture inside?

I’ll have to swallow my pride

And quietly cross the threshold

Without being so rash and bold.

There’s a secret party inside.

I wonder if I should run or hide.

Who’s the host of this feast,

Man or dangerous beast?

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END HOUSE

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END HOUSE

The house invited us.

We are here for a party.

Time will only tell

whether we’ll see the morning.

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THE HOUSE HAS SPOKEN

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The house welcomes.

It creaks.

It sighs.

The front door drifts open.

We step inside.

Gargoyles stand sentinel

on the staircase.

Their eyes follow our path

past the flickering candles.

An icy wind brushes our skin

with unseen fingers.

Shadows move and sway

in the dark hallway.

The front door locks behind us.

End House has spoken.

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SHE HAUNTS ME

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Glass figures adorn the house.

Quiet as a sleeping mouse.

Do they wake with the sun

To have some bit of fun?

Were her eyes once brown?

Do they haunt the town?

I must leave this place.

I can see her face.

She will haunt my nights.

So will the dead sights.

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LET THE GAMES BEGIN

   Horrified by the deformed creatures, Linda slipped and lost her hold on the slimy rocks. She began to free fall through space…down into the nether reaches of End House. Flashing through her mind were disturbing images of the creatures living beneath the house. Were they somehow related to the creatures that drifted through town? Would she become one of them once she reached the bottom of the tunnel? Was there even a bottom to the tunnel? Would she continue falling forever? How…

    Todd’s booming voice interrupted her wild jumble of thoughts. Into the deep unyielding silence, Todd had yelled out, “Stop!” The tunnel obeyed his order and transformed itself back into stairs with the evil creatures retreating to wherever they’d come from.

    They were standing once again on top of the sweeping staircase. 

Let the games begin.

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