HEAR THEM ROAR

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Tigers pace in their cages,

Waiting to be set free.

Animals fill the basement.

An awful sight to see.

Leashes jangle against bars.

Metal against metal rings loud.

As the gates slowly lift open,

Pointy teeth glisten without sound.

This cannot be happening.

This cannot be so.

No way are there tigers

in the basement below.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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.

DANCE TO THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT

Dance beneath the bright lights.

Past the lifelike statues.

Figures entombed in glass.

The dance floor grows bigger.

The music quickens its beat.

Couples twirl in circles.

The clock strikes midnight.

Let the games begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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ALONE IN THE DARK

Source: slobbering  Who sits and waits in the darkness? There is no movement in the blackness. As still as a fox waiting to pounce, No hint of a ruffle or a flounce. A soft sigh can be heard in the air. Are those slithering snakes in her hair? Shadows shift through the circling dust As the walls trickle with blood or rust. The ghostly form stands tall to meet us. She can be the hostess to greet us. A deserted house this seems to be. She hovers over us like a tree. We stand alone in this bleak hall. There won’t be dancing at this ball. This was a silly lark. Then the candles go dark. Time to leave this creepy place. We must quicken our snail’s pace. But since this is a horror story, We will not be leaving with glory.

THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

Take my hand.
I will lead you
to the other side.
They wait beneath the earth.
A town with fake skies and ocean.
Come with me.
I will lead the way.
Click your shoes
There’s no place like home.

THE OTHER SIDE

Open the door and peek inside.

I promise we have nothing to hide.

The sky is bluer on the other side.

The green grass is our finest point of pride.

LET THE GAMES BEGIN

The house is deserted.

Slippery stairs take us to the basement.

The lights flicker.

The door slams shut.

I run to the door and turn the knob.

It’s locked.

Waves hit the house.

Is that why the floor is wet?

A creaking noise comes from above.

Cages descend.

Circular saws soon follow.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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THE HOUSE OF EMPTY DREAMS

We walk through the house

of empty rooms.

Each one furnished with

a different period from history.

A dining room that can seat

a hundred people.

A gourmet kitchen that sparkles

white with bare counters.

A crystal chandelier hangs above

the marble floor empty of dancers.

Our guide bids us a quick goodbye.

We are outside again, standing on the

stone and weeds of the driveway.

The house crumbles from the outside,

but inside, it’s ready to hold court.

For whom?

We don’t know.

But we will

Once we enter the deadly game.

THE DEAD GAME
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STEP INSIDE

mstrkrftz:

Step inside.

It’s dark.

Deserted.

Don’t worry.

They wait for you.

Climb the staircase.

Gargoyles stand sentry.

The games will soon begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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WAITING FOR YOU

mstrkrftz:

The Dark Stronghold by Kilian Schönberger

Step inside.

It’s dark.

Deserted.

But don’t worry.

They wait for you.

Climb the staircase.

Gargoyles stand sentry.

The games will soon begin.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle

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 Nook

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