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●Anna's P.O.V●

"You guys know the rules right?", I ask. They all nod their head.

We're in Harry's room, since Tina had been here, and Harry last seen her here, she probably here. I hope so.

I'm not good at this Ouija thing but I saw it on YouTube and all, I have an interest in it and buy it. Me, Vlady, Sasha and Tina used to play this when we're on our high school. We used to ask about our future, how we're going to die and all. It seems like it all make sense, since some of them are true, like, the spirit said that 'The dog's gonna bark when it's 12.00 am' and it really happen. Some of it are really scary, since then I just keep it.

We say the 'calling' in unison and make the circle on the board, asking.

"Is there anyone in here?", I ask. We wait for the answer, shaking. The lights are all off, only the candles lit up the room, we sit on the bed. Of course the candles are on the bedside table.

No respond. I sigh, just then, it moves.

Yes.

"Yowww what thee fuckkk.....", Zayn snap, pulling his hand away from the glass.

"Put your hand back", I demand. He slowly put his hand back and frown.

"Is this Tina?", Harry asks, voice trembling.

The glass are silent for a second, before moving back.

Yes.

I think almost everyone slips a salty tear. How can we know this is Tina? I got an idea.

"If this really you, Tina. Do you remember the day when we all skipped Chemistry class for an ice cream?", I ask, shaking.

No.

All of them look at me, and I smile. This is her. We never skip a class before. But i'm still curious.

"What's your mom's name?"

The glass moves from letter to letter.

Olivia

"This is her", Sasha whispers, smiling and crying. "Hey Tini, we're here to help you", Sasha speaks, voice cracks when she said the last words.

"How can we?"

....Silence....

We wait patiently, still no answer.

15 minutes pass and we're fed up. I decide to lay off and end this. Frustrated, we leave the room.

When my feet reach the downstairs floor, I look up to see.....a note, attached, to the wall.
I quickly run towards it and snatch it.

Cabin. Dirty cabin.

The words are written with blood and messy handwriting.She's in a cabin?

"Cabin"

"What?", Harry questions.

"Cabin"

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Sorry for the late update, and fyi, probably, I'm not able to update on next Wednesday, so, I'll update 2 chapters earlier. Or more.

Thanks for the incredible 670+ reads, 98 votes and idk comments. A little bit more to 1000 reads.

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