BENEATH END HOUSE

THE DEAD GAME — BENEATH END HOUSE 

   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.

Once you step inside Oasis,
There’s no turning back.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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TRAPPED IN WONDERLAND

Crowds of people.

Cars honking.

People shoving.

Where are they going?

A blur to me.

A mass of humanity.

Hurrying to their end.

No individuality.

No manners.

Only a need to get somewhere fast.

Trapped in their thoughts.

In a hurry to go nowhere.

WELCOME TO THE PARTY

WELCOME TO THE PARTY

Candles along the stairs,

Keepers of the dark night.

We’ve come for the party

With no one else in sight.

More candles down the hall,

Their eerie lights flicker.

Empty rooms greet us as

We begin to bicker.

The basement door stands open.

We argue and make a fuss.

We agree to take the stairs

As the door slams behind us.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

TO DREAM

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t care.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness,
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

Snow Is Falling In Florida

Snow Is Falling In Florida

THEY’RE HERE TO STAY

Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.

All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.

Dark shadows will descend onto the sand.
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem–all served with a frown.

Run for your life if you still can.
A danger for each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.

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OPEN THE DOOR

OPEN THE DOOR

A door to fantasies.
To new worlds.
To new beginnings.
A life worth living.

A door to your imagination.
Where words flow like water.
Ideas ride the tides.
Stories to live by.

A door to your heart.
Love and happiness in store.
Clear blue skies for all.
Wishes set free to the wind.

END HOUSE AT OASIS

THE DEAD GAME — BENEATH END HOUSE 

   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.

Once you step inside Oasis,
There’s no turning back.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

myBook.to/TheDeadGame  
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

I sink deeper with each footstep,

Bringing me closer to the blue.

The blue-green water sways

Beneath a blue sky so true.

A fantasy worth remembering.

A dream worth keeping.

Take me back to the shore,

I long for so much more.

My world is so bleak.

I can’t get to sleep.

I gaze at the soulless streets

And never fall asleep.

If I close my eyes tight,

I might see my paradise this night.

It will take me back to times

When everything was so fine.

DARE TO DREAM

DARE TO DREAM

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets are hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness.
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

THE DEAD GAME

WELCOME

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WELCOME

Candles climb the stairs.

Sentries of the night.

We’re invited to a party.

Without a host.

More candles line the hallway.

Their lights beckon.

Empty rooms greet our hesitant steps.

An open door leads to darkness.

Stairs leading down.

The door slams behind us.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

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