Incase you're wondering, Mike is from Green Day, so is Billie;)
Also it gets super dark
Gerard, Mikey, Frank, Billie Joe, and Mike gathered in a circle on the floor.
Frank put the board in the middle of their circle.
The sink dripped in the distance.
The room was dark, only lit by four candles at the four corners of the board.
"Who's starting?"
Mike shifted and Billie offered.
"I'll do it."
The board was turned to Billie,and he placed the planchette onto the board, everyone placing two fingers onto it.
"Guys, if you move it it's not gonna work." Billie explained.
The way's house was empty, their parents out on a date.
It began getting cold.
"Don't you guys have a heater?" Frank asked, shivering.
Mikey got up and cranked up the heater.
"It's at 75."
Mike took his hand off the planchette.
"I'm not playing."
Frank laughed.
"Why not? You scared of a little ghost?"
"When one of you gets possessed, I'm not staying and getting eaten or some shit."
Mike sat on the couch, watching.
Mikey sat next to him.
"Yeah, me neither. I read that there should be someone not playing Incase it goes south."
"Okay. Fine. Have it your way."
Billie shrugged and began circling the board with the small heart shaped planchette.
"Hello, is anyone with us tonight?"
Billie's voice was low and haunting.
The planchette didn't move.
"What is your name?"
The planchette moved to yes.
"Are you a good spirit?"
Frank jerked the planchette to the no.
"Frank, what the fuck?!"
Billie glared at him.
"Apologize." Billie ordered.
"I'm not saying sorry to some little ghost."
"Frank."
The planchette flew off of the board and the upstairs door creaked open.
Everyone gasped and Mike jumped up.
"Fuck the board, fuck this, hell no. Come on Billie, let's get out before the poltergeist comes."
"No, I'll finish it right now."
Billie picked the planchette up and set it onto the board.
"I'm sorry. Do you want us to stay here?"
The planchette glided to yes.
"Are you a good spirit?"
