Wicked Little Games by A.R. Breck

When you spark a match in hell,
Some wonder how deep the curse runs through Castle Pointe.
I never realized the malevolent roots are embedded into every fiber of this town.
A simple game turned into devastation, wreaking havoc upon us, spreading it’s wickedness through our veins.
Haunting us around every turn.
Death rises. Evil corrupts. Fear consumes us.
The only thing more frightening than death is my enemy.
His sharp tongue tempts me, his rough touch consumes me.
He’s maddening and ruthless, and his games are dangerous.
Yet, as the horror of this eerie town becomes a weight on our shoulders, he’s the one I find solace in.
Until the moment history comes back to haunt us, and the truth comes to light.
Some secrets are better left buried with the dead.
This isn’t the end, not even close.