My random imaginings, basically

A Weekend Getaway - Part 3/3

"Oh god!" Jenny exclaimed upon seeing this part, and she turned around and ran back up the stairs from the cellar, with Sam following close behind.

"What's wrong, Jen?" Asked Yato, noticing how frightened she looked when she and Sam came up the stairs and out of the cellar.

"There's a ghost here! The ghost of that boy you told us about in that legend! And he's a pretty angry ghost right now!"

"Okay, okay, but just try not to be too scared!" He tried to calm her down. But it startled all 3 of them somewhat when the front door suddenly opened, and the others stepped inside, having got back from what they were doing.

"Everyone, get your stuff. We're not staying! We're getting out of here right now!" Jenny told them.

"Why? What's wrong?" Said James.

"Remember the photo we found yesterday of that little boy from 1882?"

"Yes?"

"Well, it turns out he's actually a ghost that haunts this place! And what's worse is that he's written a message on the cellar wall threatening to kill me! I swear to god I am not making this up!"

"Why on earth would a ghost of a little boy want to kill you, though?" Said Finn.

"I don't know. Most likely because we've come here and he's not really a huge fan of visitors!"

"Wait, wait, I don't think we should leave just yet." Sid spoke up. He, Finn and Rod were still in human form at this moment in time.

"Why not?" Said Sam.

"Because I think we should actually try to communicate with him. That way, we can find out why he wants to kill Jenny."

"But how do we talk to a ghost?" Queried Germany as he detatched the leads from the collars of his dogs.

"2 words: Ouija board." Replied Sid.

And so a few minutes later, after they'd got an empty glass to use as the pointer of their makeshift Ouija board and made the letters of the alphabet, some numbers and the words 'yes' and 'no' on some pieces of paper for it, all 12 members of the group had sat down at the table where their Ouija board was laid out.

"Alright. Here we go. Oh boy..." Sandra said whilst preparing herself for communicating with a ghost, and they all placed their index fingers onto the glass. "Okay. I'm speaking to the spirit that resides in this house. What do you want?"

And suddenly, the glass moved towards the letter D.

"Who did that?" Asked Ivan, as he, too, became startled at the fact that a ghost was potentially moving the glass.

"Wasn't me." Rod replied.

"Me neither." Added Finn. "I don't think it was any of us."

The glass then moved again. This time onto A.

and then D again before it stopped moving.

"You want to know what happened to your dad?" Enquired Sandra.

The glass moved to the word 'no'.

"You already know what happened to him?"

'Yes'.

"Did someone kill him?"

'Yes'.

"Who?"