[ ✔️ ] one more time, ouija

[ 🌺 ] 008. this isn't debbie

Book: One More Time, Ouija
Chapter 8: This Isn't Debbie.
Word Count: 1629

"This idea of messages from the board is nothing more than our unconscious minds. It's known as the ideomotor effect. Involuntary motor muscles kick in which drive the movement of the planchette. We're simply telling ourselves what we wanna believe."

Laine looked away from the video on her phone as she heard a noise. She turned her phone off and got off her bed, walking towards her door. "Sarah?" She called as she left her room and stood at the top of the stairs, seeing her front door was open and wind was blowing in.

Sarah walked up behind her, looking confused. "Was that you?"

Laine shook her head. "No, I thought it was you." The leaves continued to blow through the front door. "Dad, you home? Dad!" The front door slammed shut and Laine gasped as she ran to Sarah. "Go!"

They went into Sarah's room and closed the door. Laine leaned close to it to see if she could hear anything more.

BANG!

Sarah and Laine jumped back with a scream and ran into the wardrobe to hide. "Do you have your phone?" Laine asked breathlessly.

"No. It's outside." Sarah replied.

"Shit. Okay, just be quiet, just be quiet." Laine instructed and Sarah put her hands over her to mouth to try and quieten her breathing. "Sarah, stay back, okay?" Laine looked through the slats of the wardrobe before slowly opening it. She stuck her head out, her eyes trailing around the room.

They stopped on the laptop that was on and open. An essay was on the screen but right in the middle of the text, highlighted in bold and much larger then all the other writing said:

Hi Friend.

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The five friends were walking to school the next day, all of them having a tense look on their face. "Isabelle was shaking when I picked her up last night." Pete informed them. "I called this morning to check in. She doesn't even wanna leave the house. And I saw it, too. Hi friend. Carved right into my desk."

"Did we all see it?" Laine questioned as they all came to a stop to look at each other. "Debbie's trying to reach us."

"But why like that?" Hunter questioned confused. Laine shrugged her shoulders.

"What could she want?" Sarah asked.

"If we wanna know, we gotta ask her." Laine said.

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They found themselves back at Debbie's house that night, a sight similar to the first one. The Ouija board was in front of them and they circled it with the planchette.

"I think we should say the words together." Laine said. "As friends we've gathered, hearts are true. Spirits near, we call to you." They all spoke. "If there's a presence here, make yourself known. Debbie, we're all here for you. We all got your messages. We're here. Can you show us a sign? Are you here?"