It was two o'clock in the morning and the Ouija board was very active; spelling out first the name of my brother and his address, some of my relatives, even dead ones, then named the colour of the front door of the house in which I had grown up in and lived in until age of nineteen. You could ask it anything and it would answer. I spent hours on end communicating with it, always alone. Each night I could hardly tear myself away from it. Usually though it took the lead and sa...
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