Trick or treat, Come and meet, someone you love that’s buried six-feet.
If you don’t, I don’t care, I’ll love to see you in despair.
They will die. Save their life!
This isn’t a dare, I bid you beware.
Follow the clues I’ll give to you,
This is merely my debut.
Until the clock strikes midnight,
They will be gasping for air, what a delight.
My hand shakes when I read the note.
Everyone is here.
There are so many people. So many painted faces. How am I supposed to know who is missing?
I knew this party was a bad idea.
Now, one of my own is in trouble and as the Prez of the MC, I should know not to play a game.
But we are on a timer and someone is using us as pawns.
It’s up to us to save one of our own.
The clock starts now.
They write about gritty, alpha males, sometimes their dark sides, and the women they love.
If you have the same itch, their alpha males should fix that.