Ouija Board

Chapter 4

Luke's been unconscious for about an hour and Ashton hasn't stopped pacing on the roof. Ashton could be a mischievous little bastard at times, but he wasn't evil. I knew he hadn't done this on purpose, even though he talked about scaring Luke away. Scaring someone away is one thing, but physically attacking someone, that just...it's not like Ashton at all. Ever since Luke came here yesterday night, ever since they used that ouija board...Ashton hasn't been acting like himself at all, and since when does the thing in the basement speak to us? I looked down at the poor boy laying perfectly still on the floor of the balcony. I wish it was possible to move him into my old room, because it is probably freezing out here. I could see the trees swaying back and forth from the wind, but I can't actually feel the breeze at all. 

"Ashton, we need to move him, it's getting too cold out here."

"We're ghosts, Luna. We can't lift him. We just have to wait until he wakes up, if he wakes up."

 I could feel myself getting angry at Ashton's negative tone. 

"Don't you dare say that. He will wake up, he has to. He can't die, not like this."

Ashton stopped pacing, and faced me. His eyes turned dark again, like the way they were when he pushed Luke off the roof.

"Look at us, Luna. We never woke up. Everyone dies." 

"What is wrong with you, Ashton? Why are you acting this way? This isn't you."

Ashton closed his eyes, then disappeared. I cllimbed down the roof to the blacony, and sat next to Luke. I put my head to his chest again, and could hear his heart beat. He's still alive.

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Luke's POV

You need to wake up, Luke. You don't belong here. You need to get up, and never return to this place. These spirits are dangerous, Luke. You can't help them. Leave them be, and leave, it's for your own good.

Where am I? Everything is dark. Who are you?

You're in your own head, Luke. I am a friend, here to warn you of these dangerous spirits. The male spirit has maliciously attacked you. You need to wake up, and you need to leave.

How do I wake up? What does that even mean?

Wake up, Luke. Wake up.

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Luna's POV

 Suddenly, Luke's eyes spring open, and he sits up, gasping for air. 

"Luke, thank God!" Ironically, I was never a real spiritual or religious person, but seeing Luke okay, made me a believer. He fell pretty far, and pretty hard.

"Luna,what happened? I,,,I...I have to go."

"What?" 

Luke stood up quickly, and winced. His head was still bleeding a bit. 

"I...I need to leave. I'm sorry." He ran to the stairs, and stumbled down them. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, I was standing in the front yard. A few minutes later, Luke stumbled out the front door of the hospital. He had one hand holding his stomach, and the other he used to try and stop his head from bleeding. 

"Luke, sit down for a minute. You need to relax."

"No, I need to get out of here. Ashton tried to-"

"No, he didn't. That wasn't him, it's not possible. It was something else."

Luke stopped at the front gate, and leaned against it. "Luna, you saw him. He pushed me off the roof. I want to help you, Luna, but it isn't safe for me here."

"I'm trying to help you, Luke. Your head is bleeding, please. You need to just sit and relax. Let us talk this out."

Luke looked up at the roof, and locked his gaze on something. I turned around to find Ashton standing on the roof, glaring at Luke.

"What is wrong with him?" Luke said, without taking his eyes of Ashton. I wish I knew what the answer to his question was, but I didn't. 

"I don't know, he has never acted like this before."

Luke nodded, and said, "I'm sorry, Luna, but I have to go." 

"When will you be back?" I asked, frantically. I didn't mean to sound so desperate, but it just seemed to slip out of my mouth. Without answering me, he slipped through an opening in the gate, and ran. I turned around to look back at Ashton, but he was already gone. Luke has every right to be terrified, but will his fear of Ashton really keep him from coming back? He said he wanted to help me, did he really mean that? I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, something odd...no, impossible happened. I was in a different room...a room outside of the hospital.  This is impossible, I can't leave the hospital...where am I? How did I get here? Why am I here? Honestly, I really hope this place isn't heaven, because it's full of a boy's dirty laundry, and books are scattered all over the floor. If it is, I thought heaven would be more, I don't know...Heavenly? Where are the clouds? Where are the angels? The walls are a light sky blue color, and are covered with pictures of bands I only recongnize because Ashton always talked about them. I walk over to the desk, and I swear if I had a heart beat, it would be racing. Laying on the desk, under a book and t-shirt, is a ouija board. Luke's ouija board. Suddenly the door slams behind me.

"Luna?" Luke presses his back to his door, and stares at me, with a horrified look in his eyes. I'm in Luke's room.