We sat on the floor. Him on the other side with the board between us. We placed our index and middle fingers of both hands on the planchette.
I took a sharp breath. He looks at me with a are-you-sure-you-want-to-do-this look. I sigh with im-not-sure-but-let's-just-do-this. We took plenty of deep breaths before starting. "Any spirits of the underworld would want to communicate?" Nick questions, confidently.
I look around the room. I feel the planchette move to YES on the board. "Nick, you moved it!" I yell. "No, I didn't! I swear!" He shouts defensively. I look at the planchette. It's moving. I begin to cry in shock. "Alice!" Nick yells, but he seems so far away.
Something or someone is communicating. And it's spelling my name.
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ParanormalAlice has lost her father. She experiences dark spirits beyond her father's seeking amongst the Ouija Board.
