AN ELECTRIC STORM

Let’s scale the heights.
Careful of the crevices.
The deep valleys.
The empty holes.
Climb the next ridge.
Enter through an opening.
Small as a fly.
Hear the blood pound.
The synapses sizzle and pop.
Journey through the darkness.
Through the unknown.
Exhilarating as an electric storm.
Colorful as a fireworks display.
A ride through space and time.

NATURE'S WRATH

The sky turns from blue to black.
The waves rise up and bow
to the forces of nature.
Boats head to shore.
All in a hurry.
In a hurry to out race the storm.
The waves pound a furious beat.
Raindrops join in the chorus.
Thunder accompanies with its dark sound.
Pound, pound, pound.
Could we survive nature’s wrath?
Only time will tell.

PULSING, POUNDING...

Your heart is pounding.
You feel your pulse racing.
What is that in the tunnel before you?
Is it a gigantic flower or a trap?
A trap like so many others in
this house of horrors.
Why did I agree to attend this
party at End House?
So far, all I’ve seen are traps
and revolving rooms.
Now illusions are stalking us.
Chasing us further down into the
dark depths of this deserted house.
How do we get out of here?
Are there any doors in the basement?
Wait!!
What’s that?
Oh no! It’s too late for all of us!

THE DEAD GAME
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