"Oh come on Danny, don't you want to speak with the dead?" Tucker stated sarcastically.
"Even if we could, I'm pretty sure my parents would have scared them away." Danny joked. He turned to look over at Sam, "Why did you even bring an ouija board? I thought you didn't believe in all that ghost bullshit."
Sam and Tucker came to spend the night at Danny's house, with much protest from Sam's parents. They did their usual routine; order out pizza, play video games, watch horror movies, and pass out by 4 am. This time Sam decided to break the routine and bring her newly bought Ouija board to the sleepover.
"I don't, I just thought it would make this 'slumber party' more interesting." She laid out the board and planchette then skimmed over the dos and donts of talking to ghosts before tossing it aside haphazardly. "Come on Danny, maybe we can make you into a believer." She teased.
Of course, it was 3 am when Sam decided to whip out her secret weapon. When else would you contact the spirits from the other side, then the witching hour. Danny glanced back and forth between the board and his friends. "And here I thought you didn't believe in ghosts. Seems like all the horror movies got to you after all." Sam taunted.
"Fine. Let's play your stupid little ghost game," He sat in the cult circle on his bed around the Ouija board. "As long as you guys don't fake it."
"Yea, yea whatever," She hushed him to get on with it, "Now we all have to hold our fingers on the planchette, and we can't let go unless we tell the ghosts 'goodbye'." Sam continued to list off rules, "Also, we can only have one person talk while speaking with the dead... so which one of us should do the talking?"
The three of them glanced at each other warily before Tucker called out "Ya know Danny's the son of ghost hunters, so he should know how to talk to ghosts right? So he should do it." Danny gave him a glare of betrayal.
"Yep, sounds great." Sam agreed as both of them put their fingers on the planchette eagerly waiting for Danny to follow.
It wasn't the fact that Danny would have to communicate with the dead that made him uncomfortable, it was how he would be the only one in the room to look stupid talking to nothing. He knew that after everything was over Sam and Tucker would never stop teasing him about the whole incident. It was the same reason why they weren't so willing to be put in the same position.
Danny groaned in protest but complied anyway. He joined his friends on the board and looked at them for approval to start. After a nod in agreement from them both, he cleared his throat and chose his words cautiously.
"Hello, I am Danny and I'm here with my friends Sam and Tucker. We mean no ill will at all, and we only want to learn from you guys." Tucker giggled at his proclamation to become allies with the ghosts. Earning a glare from Danny. He continued on, "Is there anyone here?" silence "Can you tell me your name?" silence "Can you show me a sign if someone is with us?" more silence. He continued on asking questions, every one that was asked into the air was never responded, only gained chuckles from both Sam and Tucker. He finally had enough of it, he slammed his feet on the floor and stood up. "This is bullshit, ghost don't exist, and they sure as hell won't talk through a wooden block that sounds like a vegetable."
Tucker was laughing hysterically, like Danny's embarrassment was his only form of entertainment. Sam chuckled "Come on, Danny, you're breaking the rules. You have to tell the ghosts 'goodbye' before leaving."
"Well good fucking bye and good riddance" Danny shouted at his wall. Making Tucker laugh out loud again.
Right as Danny turned to look at his friends the lights flickered softly before going pitch black.
"Um... Danny, I get you're mad at us but you don't have to go to this extreme."
"Guys, that wasn't me..." He saw something flash in the mirror for a second and went away, sending a chill up his spine. After a few seconds of silence and internally freaking out, the lights flashed back on as if nothing happened.
Danny looked over at his friends still on the bed, looking a mix of confused and concerned. He was the first to shrug it off going back to his friends. he grabbed the Ouija board off his bed and toss it aside. "Alright guys, enough ghost crap my parents do that enough, how about another round of Doomed." He said changing the subject before it could get worse.
Tucker and Sam looked at each other still obviously worried about the previous events that took place. Eventually, they both looked back to Danny and smiled in agreement. They followed him down to the lab where the computer was to play the game, leaving something else in the room.
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After several hours of playing Doomed, all three of the teens agreed that it was about time for them to get some rest. Even though they were wary of going back to Danny's room, their beauty rest was more important than a fictional ghost. Sam and Tucker rolled out their sleeping bags on the floor and got in.
"Alright, good night guys." After receiving a reply from them both he went to turn out the lights. His hand hovered over the switch as he glanced over to the mirror and back.
"Hey Danny, you okay?" Sam looked concerned.
"Yea I'm fine" After looking in the mirror one last time he turned the switch off and got situated under the covers.
Danny couldn't help but think about what he saw in the mirror. Did he really see it? Did he just imagine it in the heat of the moment? The thought of what he saw, two glowing, green orbs, sent a shiver down his back. He hoped what he saw was just his imagination. He rolled on his side so he wouldn't be able to see the mirror. Although, he couldn't help but get the feeling he was being watched.