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Wednesday, June 3, 2015

PARADISE IN OASIS


PARADISE IN OASIS

There's paradise in Oasis, Florida.
Sun-drenched beaches by day,
Moonlight beaches by night,
A paradise to be shared by all.
Come and enjoy the sleepy nights.
The cooling sea breezes that
Bring mysterious shadows.
Dark shadows that walk
The deserted streets of town.
All is quiet.
All is dark.
Except for the footsteps.
Who goes there?
We ask behind our closed shutters.
No one answers.
Only footsteps.
Who will be alive come morning?
Only The Dead know.

THE DEAD GAME



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Monday, June 23, 2014

THE MANNEQUINS COME ALIVE!

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In Oasis, Florida horror lurks behind every shadow. Even in Louise’s store, the mannequins come alive to torment her.

Chapter 5
 
 The next morning, Louise arrived early at her store. As soon as she stepped through the doorway, she sensed that something was wrong: the air was frigid and the lights wouldn’t turn on. From the corner of her eye she noticed a shadow pass by her. She was terrified that the creeping shadows were now stalking her inside and in the daylight. 
 She grabbed the door handle but found that it wouldn’t budge in either direction. She stared through the door’s plate glass window and began to realize that the town was deserted. All the other stores along Main Street were still closed, except for the sheriff’s office, which was too far away to be of any help. She was all alone with no one around to save her. If she cried out for help, no one could possibly hear her. 
 She felt panic beginning to overwhelm her. She couldn’t breathe; it felt like all the oxygen in the room had been sucked out. She began gasping for breaths of air, but there didn’t seem to be any left in the locked store. She scanned the store for something to help her break the front window but only found the display of mannequins. She rushed over to one of the mannequins and threw it head first through the window. Sharp shards of glass sprayed across the outside pavement and fresh air flowed into the store.
She gulped in huge breaths of air and climbed through the broken glass. She threw glances up and down the streets, but couldn’t detect any signs of movement. 
 She ran all the way home without informing the sheriff’s office about the intruder in her store. She decided not to tell anyone what had really happened—not even the sheriff—since she didn’t know who to believe in anymore.
She didn’t believe that the sheriff had ever investigated any of the strange sightings or unsolved disappearances.
 From that moment on, Louise decided not to trust anyone or to confide her fears to anyone in town ever again. She would become an island to herself: strong and self-sufficient. She didn’t even trust Todd any longer: he was too chummy with the sheriff and the original residents. She suspected that these residents were the ones responsible for the unknown creatures stalking her and all the other unexplained incidents in town.
 When the call finally came from the sheriff’s office later that day to inform her of the break-in at her store, she managed to sound surprised and concerned. She even returned to the store with the sheriff to check out the extent of the damage, informing him that nothing had been stolen. She then arranged to have Tom and Edward fix the window. No one had commented on the fact that the store mannequin and the broken glass had been on the outside of the store. And this didn’t surprise her at all.
THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST
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In Oasis, Florida horror lurks behind every shadow. Even in Louise’s store, the mannequins come alive to torment her.

Chapter 5

 The next morning, Louise arrived early at her store. As soon as she stepped through the doorway, she sensed that something was wrong: the air was frigid and the lights wouldn’t turn on. From the corner of her eye she noticed a shadow pass by her. She was terrified that the creeping shadows were now stalking her inside and in the daylight.
 She grabbed the door handle but found that it wouldn’t budge in either direction. She stared through the door’s plate glass window and began to realize that the town was deserted. All the other stores along Main Street were still closed, except for the sheriff’s office, which was too far away to be of any help. She was all alone with no one around to save her. If she cried out for help, no one could possibly hear her.
 She felt panic beginning to overwhelm her. She couldn’t breathe; it felt like all the oxygen in the room had been sucked out. She began gasping for breaths of air, but there didn’t seem to be any left in the locked store. She scanned the store for something to help her break the front window but only found the display of mannequins. She rushed over to one of the mannequins and threw it head first through the window. Sharp shards of glass sprayed across the outside pavement and fresh air flowed into the store.
She gulped in huge breaths of air and climbed through the broken glass. She threw glances up and down the streets, but couldn’t detect any signs of movement.
 She ran all the way home without informing the sheriff’s office about the intruder in her store. She decided not to tell anyone what had really happened—not even the sheriff—since she didn’t know who to believe in anymore.
She didn’t believe that the sheriff had ever investigated any of the strange sightings or unsolved disappearances.
 From that moment on, Louise decided not to trust anyone or to confide her fears to anyone in town ever again. She would become an island to herself: strong and self-sufficient. She didn’t even trust Todd any longer: he was too chummy with the sheriff and the original residents. She suspected that these residents were the ones responsible for the unknown creatures stalking her and all the other unexplained incidents in town.
 When the call finally came from the sheriff’s office later that day to inform her of the break-in at her store, she managed to sound surprised and concerned. She even returned to the store with the sheriff to check out the extent of the damage, informing him that nothing had been stolen. She then arranged to have Tom and Edward fix the window. No one had commented on the fact that the store mannequin and the broken glass had been on the outside of the store. And this didn’t surprise her at all.

THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST

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Monday, June 2, 2014

THE HAUNTED HOUSE


Monday, April 7, 2014

THEY ARE COMING FOR YOU


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Night falls in Oasis.
Shadows grow near.
Shadows that move in the breeze.
Stay clear of these shadows,
for they are coming for you.
The Dead love their games.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

Night falls in Oasis.
Shadows grow near.
Shadows that move in the breeze.
Stay clear of these shadows,
for they are coming for you.
The Dead love their games.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 107


atraversso: Sunset  by Fernando J. Chorro
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 107
When the sun sets for the evening, the dark shadows appear on the streets of town, ready to hunt for new victims. No one is safe in Oasis.


      They walked home together. Todd watched as the warm breeze blew her long hair around her pretty face. He longed to touch the silky tendrils that flowed down her back, but he kept his distance: they were not meant for each other and never would be.
      Linda had her face tilted away from him; she always shied away from him. Was she shy, or indifferent to him? It didn’t matter either way…it was better this way for all concerned. He had a job to do and didn’t need the added distraction.
      Once home, he offered to make dinner. While he was busy in the kitchen, Linda disappeared upstairs. He didn’t see her again until they were ready to sit down for the meal.
      This time he wanted to have a real conversation with her. Then he realized that he knew nothing about her: her hobbies, likes, or dislikes…. He asked, “What do you enjoy besides swimming?”
      He was rewarded with a shy smile as she quickly responded, “I love to read, which is obvious since I own a bookstore. I also love to cook, which is also obvious since the bookstore has a coffee shop.”
      Instead of pursuing this line of questioning, he decided to speak frankly about what was on his mind. “Who do you think is responsible for the convoluted scheme at End House?” Afterward, he regretted his hasty words. He shouldn’t have brought up this topic so soon; he should have continued with a much more innocent subject.
     However, Linda immediately sat up straighter and seemed eager to pursue this new turn in their conversation. She said, “I think Wolf is behind everything that has happened in town! But he isn’t working alone…I don’t know if his accomplices are human or not, but they are definitely evil.”
     “What about the complex computer system in the house, which controlled the rooms?” 
      This time, she looked him straight in the eye as she gave her answer. “You know as well as I do that the computers and monitors could have been set up just to lead us off the track. Wolf could still be a demon of some kind…or if he is human, he could have used the illusions upstairs and in the basement to confuse us and lead us to suspect supernatural beings.”
      Todd was stunned by how astute and impassioned she was about the topic. He didn’t know if she still suspected him or not—and he wasn’t going to ask. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to watch TV before we go to bed?”
     “No thanks…I’m much too tired tonight… I think I’ll just go to sleep.” She stood up and waved good night before heading upstairs.
     He felt hurt, even though he knew that it was the best thing for both of them.
atraversso: Sunset  by Fernando J. Chorro
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 107
When the sun sets for the evening, the dark shadows appear on the streets of town, ready to hunt for new victims. No one is safe in Oasis.


      They walked home together. Todd watched as the warm breeze blew her long hair around her pretty face. He longed to touch the silky tendrils that flowed down her back, but he kept his distance: they were not meant for each other and never would be.
      Linda had her face tilted away from him; she always shied away from him. Was she shy, or indifferent to him? It didn’t matter either way…it was better this way for all concerned. He had a job to do and didn’t need the added distraction.
      Once home, he offered to make dinner. While he was busy in the kitchen, Linda disappeared upstairs. He didn’t see her again until they were ready to sit down for the meal.
      This time he wanted to have a real conversation with her. Then he realized that he knew nothing about her: her hobbies, likes, or dislikes…. He asked, “What do you enjoy besides swimming?”
      He was rewarded with a shy smile as she quickly responded, “I love to read, which is obvious since I own a bookstore. I also love to cook, which is also obvious since the bookstore has a coffee shop.”
      Instead of pursuing this line of questioning, he decided to speak frankly about what was on his mind. “Who do you think is responsible for the convoluted scheme at End House?” Afterward, he regretted his hasty words. He shouldn’t have brought up this topic so soon; he should have continued with a much more innocent subject.
     However, Linda immediately sat up straighter and seemed eager to pursue this new turn in their conversation. She said, “I think Wolf is behind everything that has happened in town! But he isn’t working alone…I don’t know if his accomplices are human or not, but they are definitely evil.”
     “What about the complex computer system in the house, which controlled the rooms?” 
      This time, she looked him straight in the eye as she gave her answer. “You know as well as I do that the computers and monitors could have been set up just to lead us off the track. Wolf could still be a demon of some kind…or if he is human, he could have used the illusions upstairs and in the basement to confuse us and lead us to suspect supernatural beings.”
      Todd was stunned by how astute and impassioned she was about the topic. He didn’t know if she still suspected him or not—and he wasn’t going to ask. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to watch TV before we go to bed?”
     “No thanks…I’m much too tired tonight… I think I’ll just go to sleep.” She stood up and waved good night before heading upstairs.
     He felt hurt, even though he knew that it was the best thing for both of them.
atraversso: Sunset  by Fernando J. Chorro
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 107
When the sun sets for the evening, the dark shadows appear on the streets of town, ready to hunt for new victims. No one is safe in Oasis.


      They walked home together. Todd watched as the warm breeze blew her long hair around her pretty face. He longed to touch the silky tendrils that flowed down her back, but he kept his distance: they were not meant for each other and never would be.
      Linda had her face tilted away from him; she always shied away from him. Was she shy, or indifferent to him? It didn’t matter either way…it was better this way for all concerned. He had a job to do and didn’t need the added distraction.
      Once home, he offered to make dinner. While he was busy in the kitchen, Linda disappeared upstairs. He didn’t see her again until they were ready to sit down for the meal.
      This time he wanted to have a real conversation with her. Then he realized that he knew nothing about her: her hobbies, likes, or dislikes…. He asked, “What do you enjoy besides swimming?”
      He was rewarded with a shy smile as she quickly responded, “I love to read, which is obvious since I own a bookstore. I also love to cook, which is also obvious since the bookstore has a coffee shop.”
      Instead of pursuing this line of questioning, he decided to speak frankly about what was on his mind. “Who do you think is responsible for the convoluted scheme at End House?” Afterward, he regretted his hasty words. He shouldn’t have brought up this topic so soon; he should have continued with a much more innocent subject.
     However, Linda immediately sat up straighter and seemed eager to pursue this new turn in their conversation. She said, “I think Wolf is behind everything that has happened in town! But he isn’t working alone…I don’t know if his accomplices are human or not, but they are definitely evil.”
     “What about the complex computer system in the house, which controlled the rooms?” 
      This time, she looked him straight in the eye as she gave her answer. “You know as well as I do that the computers and monitors could have been set up just to lead us off the track. Wolf could still be a demon of some kind…or if he is human, he could have used the illusions upstairs and in the basement to confuse us and lead us to suspect supernatural beings.”
      Todd was stunned by how astute and impassioned she was about the topic. He didn’t know if she still suspected him or not—and he wasn’t going to ask. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to watch TV before we go to bed?”
     “No thanks…I’m much too tired tonight… I think I’ll just go to sleep.” She stood up and waved good night before heading upstairs.
     He felt hurt, even though he knew that it was the best thing for both of them.
atraversso: Sunset  by Fernando J. Chorro
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 107
When the sun sets for the evening, the dark shadows appear on the streets of town, ready to hunt for new victims. No one is safe in Oasis.


      They walked home together. Todd watched as the warm breeze blew her long hair around her pretty face. He longed to touch the silky tendrils that flowed down her back, but he kept his distance: they were not meant for each other and never would be.
      Linda had her face tilted away from him; she always shied away from him. Was she shy, or indifferent to him? It didn’t matter either way…it was better this way for all concerned. He had a job to do and didn’t need the added distraction.
      Once home, he offered to make dinner. While he was busy in the kitchen, Linda disappeared upstairs. He didn’t see her again until they were ready to sit down for the meal.
      This time he wanted to have a real conversation with her. Then he realized that he knew nothing about her: her hobbies, likes, or dislikes…. He asked, “What do you enjoy besides swimming?”
      He was rewarded with a shy smile as she quickly responded, “I love to read, which is obvious since I own a bookstore. I also love to cook, which is also obvious since the bookstore has a coffee shop.”
      Instead of pursuing this line of questioning, he decided to speak frankly about what was on his mind. “Who do you think is responsible for the convoluted scheme at End House?” Afterward, he regretted his hasty words. He shouldn’t have brought up this topic so soon; he should have continued with a much more innocent subject.
     However, Linda immediately sat up straighter and seemed eager to pursue this new turn in their conversation. She said, “I think Wolf is behind everything that has happened in town! But he isn’t working alone…I don’t know if his accomplices are human or not, but they are definitely evil.”
     “What about the complex computer system in the house, which controlled the rooms?” 
      This time, she looked him straight in the eye as she gave her answer. “You know as well as I do that the computers and monitors could have been set up just to lead us off the track. Wolf could still be a demon of some kind…or if he is human, he could have used the illusions upstairs and in the basement to confuse us and lead us to suspect supernatural beings.”
      Todd was stunned by how astute and impassioned she was about the topic. He didn’t know if she still suspected him or not—and he wasn’t going to ask. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to watch TV before we go to bed?”
     “No thanks…I’m much too tired tonight… I think I’ll just go to sleep.” She stood up and waved good night before heading upstairs.
     He felt hurt, even though he knew that it was the best thing for both of them.
atraversso: Sunset  by Fernando J. Chorro
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 107
When the sun sets for the evening, the dark shadows appear on the streets of town, ready to hunt for new victims. No one is safe in Oasis.


      They walked home together. Todd watched as the warm breeze blew her long hair around her pretty face. He longed to touch the silky tendrils that flowed down her back, but he kept his distance: they were not meant for each other and never would be.
      Linda had her face tilted away from him; she always shied away from him. Was she shy, or indifferent to him? It didn’t matter either way…it was better this way for all concerned. He had a job to do and didn’t need the added distraction.
      Once home, he offered to make dinner. While he was busy in the kitchen, Linda disappeared upstairs. He didn’t see her again until they were ready to sit down for the meal.
      This time he wanted to have a real conversation with her. Then he realized that he knew nothing about her: her hobbies, likes, or dislikes…. He asked, “What do you enjoy besides swimming?”
      He was rewarded with a shy smile as she quickly responded, “I love to read, which is obvious since I own a bookstore. I also love to cook, which is also obvious since the bookstore has a coffee shop.”
      Instead of pursuing this line of questioning, he decided to speak frankly about what was on his mind. “Who do you think is responsible for the convoluted scheme at End House?” Afterward, he regretted his hasty words. He shouldn’t have brought up this topic so soon; he should have continued with a much more innocent subject.
     However, Linda immediately sat up straighter and seemed eager to pursue this new turn in their conversation. She said, “I think Wolf is behind everything that has happened in town! But he isn’t working alone…I don’t know if his accomplices are human or not, but they are definitely evil.”
     “What about the complex computer system in the house, which controlled the rooms?” 
      This time, she looked him straight in the eye as she gave her answer. “You know as well as I do that the computers and monitors could have been set up just to lead us off the track. Wolf could still be a demon of some kind…or if he is human, he could have used the illusions upstairs and in the basement to confuse us and lead us to suspect supernatural beings.”
      Todd was stunned by how astute and impassioned she was about the topic. He didn’t know if she still suspected him or not—and he wasn’t going to ask. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to watch TV before we go to bed?”
     “No thanks…I’m much too tired tonight… I think I’ll just go to sleep.” She stood up and waved good night before heading upstairs.
     He felt hurt, even though he knew that it was the best thing for both of them.
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 107

When the sun sets for the evening, the dark shadows appear on the streets of town, ready to hunt for new victims. No one is safe in Oasis.

      They walked home together. Todd watched as the warm breeze blew her long hair around her pretty face. He longed to touch the silky tendrils that flowed down her back, but he kept his distance: they were not meant for each other and never would be.
      Linda had her face tilted away from him; she always shied away from him. Was she shy, or indifferent to him? It didn’t matter either way…it was better this way for all concerned. He had a job to do and didn’t need the added distraction.
      Once home, he offered to make dinner. While he was busy in the kitchen, Linda disappeared upstairs. He didn’t see her again until they were ready to sit down for the meal.
      This time he wanted to have a real conversation with her. Then he realized that he knew nothing about her: her hobbies, likes, or dislikes…. He asked, “What do you enjoy besides swimming?”
      He was rewarded with a shy smile as she quickly responded, “I love to read, which is obvious since I own a bookstore. I also love to cook, which is also obvious since the bookstore has a coffee shop.”
      Instead of pursuing this line of questioning, he decided to speak frankly about what was on his mind. “Who do you think is responsible for the convoluted scheme at End House?” Afterward, he regretted his hasty words. He shouldn’t have brought up this topic so soon; he should have continued with a much more innocent subject.
     However, Linda immediately sat up straighter and seemed eager to pursue this new turn in their conversation. She said, “I think Wolf is behind everything that has happened in town! But he isn’t working alone…I don’t know if his accomplices are human or not, but they are definitely evil.”
     “What about the complex computer system in the house, which controlled the rooms?”
      This time, she looked him straight in the eye as she gave her answer. “You know as well as I do that the computers and monitors could have been set up just to lead us off the track. Wolf could still be a demon of some kind…or if he is human, he could have used the illusions upstairs and in the basement to confuse us and lead us to suspect supernatural beings.”
      Todd was stunned by how astute and impassioned she was about the topic. He didn’t know if she still suspected him or not—and he wasn’t going to ask. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to watch TV before we go to bed?”
     “No thanks…I’m much too tired tonight… I think I’ll just go to sleep.” She stood up and waved good night before heading upstairs.
     He felt hurt, even though he knew that it was the best thing for both of them.

Friday, February 21, 2014

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 72





















     “Must we wait here?” David was pacing back and forth across the cramped office. He wanted to be outside, where he could be searching for Louise. He didn’t trust Mike; he could have made up the story for his own twisted reasons. Since Mike had never liked Louise, he could have manufactured the whole unpleasant scenario about her death.
     Mike frowned. “Do you want to end up like the others? I
suggest we remain here until we know that it’s safe for us to go outside.”
     David was getting annoyed at the way Mike was ordering him around. For the time being, he wasn’t going to say anything; but the next time Mike opened his smart mouth, he’d put him back into his proper place—which wasn’t as his boss.

     Great, Mike thought, we have no radio, no TV, but just us. He was stuck with a group of people who didn’t what was going on in town. David was the most annoying of them all. Next time he’d stick closer to Todd and Sam, who seemed to be better informed about all the disappearances and murders in town. He leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and listened to the silence of the night.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

THE DEAD GAME DAY 52



     The animals’ noises grew louder and more vicious-sounding. Mike turned around to find the cages wide open. The animals were in the middle of the room, saliva dripping from their open mouths…advancing on them…stalking their new prey.
     “Hurry up! Quickly open the door! The animals are loose and are coming toward us!” Mike could hear the sound of his own heart pounding in his ears.
     “I can’t find the opening on my own! Help me! If we hurry, maybe we can get out of here in one piece!” David shouted at them. He was searching the bricks around the door to find the one that would open the huge metal door for them.
     They joined him in the search.
     Mike knew that they had only a few precious seconds to spare before they were eaten alive by the wild animals. He could hear them breathing right behind him. He imagined their hot, heavy breath on the back of his neck, their sharp teeth glistening, preparing to dig into his soft flesh. He closed his eyes in defeat.
     “I found it!” screamed David. He pushed the lever that opened the door wide open. After they hurried through, the door slammed shut on the animals eager to rip them wide open.
      They found themselves outside by the pool.




























Okay, a more vicious animal.