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A board with letters, numbers, and other signs around its edge, to which a planchette, movable pointer, or upturned glass moves, supposedly in answer to questions from people at a seance.
I personally don't believe on the Ouija board but there are still legends and mysteries related to it.
This is just a fiction work, don't think this could happen. And lastly don't expect much in it as I wrote in unwillingly.
I I don't believe this s*** how can Ouija board kill a man or enable us to talk to spirits. That's total wrath." Daya said.
His friend, Abhijeet said, "it can. OK! Let's talk to your deceased mom."
Daya tried to protest but he never let down anything said to him.
"OK! But I would not believe this. Maybe you would be using magnets."
"OK boss, you will control the planchette, I'll stay behind."
Abhijeet took out the board out of almirah and placed it on the table. He switched off the lights and lit candles. How scary!
He set the board and took the Schaller in his hand.
"If there is any spirit, come." Abhijeet said.
Daya joked, "well, spirits are not your friend so will you..."
Before he could complete his sentence, planchette began to move.
"Hi" it said.
Abhijeet asked. "Is this you aunt Diya? Daya's mother?"
"No!" The planchette moved again.
"Then who you are?" This time Daya asked.
The planchette moved S, then H, R and then E, Y and lastly A.
Daya who already had a notepad wrote the letters.
"Shreya!" Daya was frozen.
"But how could it be Shreya! SHE IS ALIVE!" Daya cried.
Abhijeet tried to console Daya. Now no one was operating the planchette but it started to move. Abhijeet took the notepad and the pen in his hand and started to write down the letters.
I
A
M
H
E
R
E
T
O
T
A
K
E
Y
O
U
W
I
T
M
E
D
A
Y
A
"I am here to take you with me ... Daya." Saying this Abhijeet saw up to Daya's face. Just then the chandelier hanging above fell on Daya.
"DAYA...Aaaaaaaa" Abhijeet cried but Daya died on spot. Abhijeet could not believe what had happened. He was still in delima when he got a call from Sachin.
"Sir! Shreya ... Shreya ... she is ... no more. She died in a car crash."
From the depths of Hell
So far I fell
A deal made with the devil
After all the dust had settled
Oh! I sold my soul to rock n' roll
I let my demons take control
Redemption seems so far away
This microphone is my escape
Don't mess with Ouija boards
'Cause now my spirit's torn
