After getting her hands on the Ouija board piece, Debbie returned home.
Her parents were on a business trip and wouldn’t be back for a month or two.
Normally, aside from her, only her younger sister was in the house.
But today, there were two extra people in the house.
“Did Luke agree?”
The woman among the two immediately stood up and asked as soon as she saw Debbie come back, her expression tense and eager.
“Calm down, Izzy.”
Seeing this, the curly-haired man beside her stood up and tried to soothe her.
“I’m sorry, I just can’t speak as unhurriedly as before… I just want to get started quickly…”
Ever since last time, Izzy had locked herself at home and refused to come out, and had even quit her job.
The feeling of an evil shadow slowly closing in had made her somewhat neurotic.
Izzy’s state plunged the others in the room into silence.
No one understood better than them the reason for Izzy’s restlessness.
After that last séance, they had gradually drifted apart from each other, trying to use that method to escape everything related to that night.
But running away was useless.
After separating, the strange events they each encountered not only became more frequent but also more horrifying each time.
What made it even worse was that there was no one they could talk to about it.
With no other choice, they all got together again last night to discuss a plan.
Bill had suggested a very risky idea.
They would use the prism on the Ouija board again to check exactly what they had summoned during their previous séance.
The one responsible for retrieving that part was Debbie.
“No… He doesn’t want to get involved anymore.”
Debbie honestly told the group about her conversation with Luke.
“Finding an exorcist… I already thought of that solution, but all I got was one con artist after another showing up at my door.”
Bill rubbed his messy curly hair and spoke with irritation.
Yeah.
During this time, he had been running around a lot, trying to find a professional who could perform an exorcism through online networks or personal connections.
After all that trouble, it was completely useless, and his wallet was much lighter instead.
The increasingly intense, eerie disturbances felt like pure mockery to him.
Lack of sleep, work troubles, getting swindled out of his savings by con artists, plus student loans, car loans, and a mortgage…
Under these circumstances, Bill could barely manage to think rationally.
Until one night, in his bedroom, he saw “himself” in the mirror.
That figure, identical to him, had its mouth sewn shut with black thread, its eyeballs rolled back, looking like it wanted to say something as a warning, but the next second, it exploded into pieces.
That scene completely shattered Peter’s psychological defenses, forcing him to take the risky path and propose that plan.
“Luke won’t agree, so we’re one person short. What do we do now?”
From the corner, Debbie’s younger sister, Sarah, spoke up weakly.
Unlike the others, who were dressed normally, she was dressed all in black, with a leather jacket and heavy makeup.
As the youngest among them, Sarah was going through adolescence and was quite rebellious.
But no matter how rebellious, she was still just a kid.
In a life-or-death situation like this, all she could do was ask her sister and her friends what they should do.
“Continue with the séance…”
Debbie’s tone was the most determined.
“Debbie got this Ouija board from Lisa. Maybe she went through the same thing after her séance.”
“Continuing the séance might let us find out the cause of Lisa’s death and get the most crucial information. Maybe then the problem will solve itself.”
They looked at each other and finally nodded.
“Even if Luke won’t come, we should at least notify him… or leave a recording or something.”
Bill suddenly suggested this.
“If something happens, at least there’s a backup.”
“No way… He might come and disrupt the séance.”
Debbie was the first to object.
But then she suddenly noticed everyone looking at her with strange expressions.
“Luke would never do something like that. Everyone in the circle knows he’s a nice guy.
You got together with him back then because of that. Have you forgotten?”
Bill’s slightly peculiar tone made Debbie pause.
As his girlfriend, she knew firsthand how gentle he was.
But why did she just instinctively resist her boyfriend’s arrival and show hostility?
Debbie tried to think deeper, but suddenly realized her thoughts felt like a disconnected thread that she couldn’t pick back up.
This strange sensation, like scratching an itch through a shoe, frustrated her immensely, so she gave up dwelling on the issue.
After agreeing on the plan, they took the Ouija board and the necessary tools, got in the car, and headed for the villa.
There weren’t many people on the road that night.
Even in a middle-class neighborhood, you couldn’t guarantee you wouldn’t encounter something bad like a robbery.
So once night fell, residents who were home from work stayed inside and refused to come out.
Under these circumstances, the sound of their car was especially noticeable.
Just then, a figure appeared by the roadside not far away.
Seeing this, Bill felt his hair stand on end, his breathing suddenly becoming rough, and then he quickly suppressed it.
Sensing their companion’s distress, everyone in the car instinctively stopped moving.
The only sound was the low hum of the engine. As the car moved, they gradually made out the figure in the headlights.
Normal behavior, steady gait, didn’t look like a drug addict, and the skin wasn’t dark.
Looked like an Asian person.
Since when did another Asian family move into the neighborhood?
Debbie and Sarah glanced at each other and shook their heads, indicating they didn’t know.
But one thing was for sure: they had overreacted.
It wasn’t an evil spirit, just a regular pedestrian.
Bill breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the gas a little, sped up, and passed by the pedestrian.
“Looks like we’re all a little on edge.”
As the only guy in the car, Bill took on the role of lightening the mood.
“Facts aside, wasn’t that pedestrian still in the wrong? What’s he doing wandering alone on the street in the middle of the night?”
Sarah rolled her eyes.
After getting scared, the only way she could hide her embarrassment and her lousy reaction was through anger.
“You can’t put the facts aside, Sarah.”
Bill’s comment made everyone in the car burst out laughing.
But soon, his smile froze.
His gaze instinctively darted to the side mirror.
Then he looked at his speedometer.
He had clearly sped up and passed that pedestrian.
But just now, he thought he saw the same person appear in front of the car again.
What the hell!
A hallucination?
Or had they fallen into some kind of folded space?!
But the road scenery wasn’t repeating either…
The more Bill thought about it, the more wrong it felt.
But with the previous experience, he didn’t react this time. He forced himself to stay calm and see what would happen if he kept driving.
After that, nothing similar happened until they arrived at the villa.
After everyone got out of the car one by one, he still looked around to see if there was any sign of that familiar figure.
After a moment, he finally relaxed and let out a breath.
It really was a hallucination.
[I have to solve this problem quickly. If this keeps up, I’m going to go crazy…]
Bill thought to himself as he followed the others into the villa.
But he didn’t see a figure leaning against a tree in the shadows, making an international friendly gesture at him.
“Drives slower than a turtle. Can’t even keep up with my walking speed. What a piece of junk.”
