Author's Note: God, I thought I wasn't gonna get this posted but I literally forced myself to because it was so close to being fully written! Like always, I'm posting a rough cut of it, so other than red squiggles under words being corrected, I still need to read through it and sort any errors. I'm gonna do this tomorrow afternoon and sort the last three chapters; make sure they read okay and make sense.

Woo! Now, I am all caught up on dates for the chapters! Next, will be the end of April which will now match up as it should! Let's just hope I have it ready and written lmao.

I added to this in the sense, I added the parts about the current virus. To me, it makes it feel more realistic to have things going on that are actually happening to us. I made up the lock down rules for Jump as America's lock down is very different, I think, to how the UK is current doing lock down.

Hope everyone is doing okay and staying safe during these crazy ass times! Sending my love to all.

But anyway, I had fun writing this one and I hope you like it!

Thanks for reading and let me know your thoughts. I love reading them!

Disclaimer: Obviously, I do not own Teen Titans.

Ouija Board | Home

Uploaded by Gar Logan

25th March 2020

Length: 00:43:17

Saluting towards the camera, Gar beamed, his eyes lit up with joy at the prospect of starting another video for his beloved channel. The camera was securely fastened onto the tall legs of the tripod and was stood just in front of the couch in the lounge, the coffee table that was usually in the same spot, having been pushed back a bit to accommodate the filming equipment.

"Whaaat's up guys, it's Gar here and welcome back to my channel!" He paused and gestured towards his friends, sat on either side of him, "Today, I am here with Rae, Vic, Kory and Dick." He confirmed, pointing to each of them as he uttered their individual names.

Vic sat on the far end of the sofa, wearing a signature maroon 'Jump City Jaguars' football jersey with 'Stone' embossed on the back across his shoulders with the day of his birth just underneath. He wore a pair of casual grey sweats on his bottom half matched with a pair of thin white sport socks as he leaned back against the cushioning of the couch, one knee drawn up, with his arm draped over it.

He offered the camera a two-fingered salute in the form of a greeting as Gar said his name before turning his head to look at Raven who was perched just next to him.

She wore a look of tolerance as she folded her arms across her chest, the material of her light toned, sangria colored t-shirt creasing where she moved. It was in the style of a tie top, a fabric knot pulling the garment close around her ribs, revealing the tiniest bit of skin along her stomach.

Torn black jean shorts hugged her hips with a pair of low denier, ebony pantyhose adorning her legs beneath the fit of her shorts. One leg was folded pretzel style, with her foot resting under the thigh of her other leg, her foot brushing against the wood flooring in front of the sofa.

Gar, sat front and center as usual, sported a plain white t-shirt that sat beneath a loose fitting, mustard toned plaid lumber shirt; all the buttons left undone to give him the casual vibe that he always radiated. Black skinny jeans lined his legs with a pair of bright, rainbow striped socks adorning his feet as he sat cross legged in the center of their big corner couch that was placed in the middle of the room, turned towards a corner where the TV mounted the diagonal corner wall behind where the camera stood.

To his right, Dick was sat, leaned back against the cushioning of the back of the sofa, one arm draped over the back of the sofa whilst the wrist of his opposite arm was over his knee. He wore a simple t-shirt that was a sand tone in color, with a small pocket over his left breast and a pair of grey khakis on his lower half and a pair of white socks on his feet, similar in style to Vic's.

And on the very opposite end to where Vic was sat, Kory was seated with her legs folded in a pretzel style, leaning ever so slightly into Dick's arm that was draped over the sofa. She wore a fern colored, cropped sweater that hung loosely on her torso, revealing a flash of her stomach when she shifted in her spot whilst a thin, double laced choker with a small silver star pendant in the middle was wrapped around her neck. Her light-wash distressed skinny jeans adorned her long legs with a pair of white pop socks on her feet.

She smiled at the camera, offering a tiny wave of her hand to Gar's viewers as she flipped her auburn hair over her shoulder, wearing her tresses in the style of some up, some down with double space buns pinned into place on her head.

"First of all… let's just acknowledge what a crazy ass time it has been lately. The world has gone into wacko times, dudes!" Gar exclaimed, slapping his hands together as he leaned forward from where he perched, "I'm sure you guys are as much aware as us about the current Covid-19 problem that literally every country is fighting right now."

"I'd be surprised if they didn't know about it, considering that it is literally everywhere at the moment." Raven muttered, "No matter where you look, in terms of media… it's just always right there. Newspapers, broadcasts, radio, social media…"

"It's exhausting, man. I want it to be done already!" Vic groaned, huffing and crossing his arms over his chest,

Gar nodded and averted his attention back to the camera that was pointed at them, "Right now, Jump is on lock down… uh… like most of the rest of the world. We're being told to stay home and don't go out, other than for like… a daily walk and we're supposed to stay at least 2 meters away from anyone else on the street. What else…"

As he trailed off, Dick nudged him and raised a brow, "You can only go out otherwise if you're making an essential grocery trip."

"And people are having to stay home from work currently." Kory added, leaning around her boyfriend to look at Gar.

Gar blinked, as if suddenly remembering that, "Oh yeah! That's one I forget about… my job is being a Youtuber so… it affects me but I can make videos from home which is fine. Dick, Kory and Vic have to actually go out and they're all stuck in quarantine here too."

"It's been… what? A week so far since we were all asked to stop coming into work?" Vic estimated, peering over the tops of Gar and Raven's heads to look at Dick and Kory who both nodded back at him.

"It's been super crazy. Like… have you guys seen the videos online of people fighting in stores for things like toilet paper?" Gar snorted, turning to look at his friends,

Vic shook his head in disbelief, "I know! It's fucking insane, man. All these panic shoppers are idiots." He paused and looked at the camera with an unimpressed expression, "Y'all if you're one of these people shouting at little old ladies and starting fights and bulk buying toilet paper and fresh food… you suck, ite? Don't do that shit."

"It is so pointless to do that. If everyone stopped freaking out about it and just shopped normally, then the grocery stores would not have to worry about restocking." Kory mentioned,

Dick inclined his head in agreement, "Did you guys see the measures and restrictions they're bringing into places like Costco and Raley's? They're starting to make people queue outside and only letting a couple people in at a time. I was talking to Roy last night and he said that the Costco by his house had a line from the front like a mile back."

Gar's mouth fell open, "What!? I wouldn't even bother. Fuck it, Ubereats and Grubhub are still doing delivery for takeout. All else fails? Just have grease food every night."

Raven pulled a face of disgust, "Pass. Way too much junk."

"Not if it's your only option left." Gar countered,

"Walmart was okay today so far… there were still hella people but… they weren't making people queue or nothin'." Vic confirmed,

Gar grinned at the camera, "Yeah, we sent Vic as the designated shopper today since he has a car and he's smarter with food choices to last. If I went, we'd be living on skittles and mountain dew."

Leaning back against the couch, Vic smirked, "Grass stain, you are the last person I would send on a grocery store run, especially due pandemic times."

He opened his mouth to protest but stopped short and shrugged, "You've probably got a point."

Clearing his throat, Gar addressed his audience once more, "Anyway… we've basically been put under a 2 week quarantine for the time being. It's likely gonna extend though. So, with that in mind. I won't be doing any outside or exploration or overnight videos for the foreseeable future."

"Which means we're all gonna kill each other instead for Gar's videos. Two weeks… with each other and no way to get away. It's gonna be great." Dick murmured, smirking slightly,

Gar grinned, "It'll be… interesting. We're only one week in and already, we're like… all staying in our rooms most of the time." He chuckled,

He lifted an index finger as if he had just had a light bulb moment, "Also, can we just talk about all the stuff that's been cancelled on account of this damn virus?"

"Bro! They've postponed or cancelled so many sporting events. I am crushed." Vic paused and started to count on his fingers, "Tokyo Olympics has been postponed, NBA suspended the season for at least 30 days and even Wimbledon has been cancelled this year and apparently, the UK ain't done that since World War I & II."

"Did anyone else see that Coachella got postponed until October?" Raven murmured, smirking a little, "Such a shame."

Gar looked at her and snorted, "Yeah, you sound super cut up there, Rae."

"Look, if it means, I don't have annoying girls from high school clogging up social media all summer with their posts, I'm all here for a later date Coachella, thanks."

Shaking his head, Gar dragged a hand through his hair, "Dudes, I am so sad since a whole bunch of cons have been cancelled too. Twitchcon in Europe is cancelled and I was all set to book my ticket. I'm glad I didn't now, damn. Wondercon has been cancelled and E3 was cancelled too. Literally everything has either been cancelled or postponed."

Dick sat forward and looked at the three sat on his other side, "Bruce was meant to be attending the Cannes film festival and that got postponed for the time being too."

Gar shook his head, "There's probably a ton more events Bruce is meant to be going to that will be cancelled too if they haven't already."

"More than likely, yeah. He's not that bothered though. He's been donating money to various charities trying to help with the virus so I think he is more concerned with that right about now."

Gar smiled at his camera, "Mr Wayne, we love billionaires who actually help normal people so thank you."

Dick snorted, "No offense, Gar but I have a feeling he doesn't watch your videos."

"You never know!" Gar retorted, turning to look at Dick with a grin.

"So, all in all… the world has pretty much gone to shit right about now, y'all." Vic commented, throwing his hands up over the current crisis.

Nodding in affirmation, Gar tilted his head at the camera, "In all seriousness for a second guys, please listen to your governments, wherever you're based in the world. Stay at home and only leave the house for essential trips for example, grocery store shops for supplies or if you're someone who has to go to work but avoid all other outings. It's a shit situation but the longer people don't do what is being advised, the longer this is gonna go on for everybody. Alright?" He paused, "And I hope all of my subscribers and viewers are doing okay and are staying safe during these difficult times. We'll get through this whole mess guys, if we just follow the instructions being given to us."

Kory smiled and gave him a light tapping of her fingertips, "Very well said, Gar."

He shrugged and returned her expression, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. He shook his head and rubbed the palms of his hands against the tops of his thighs and glanced back at the camera still blinking at them.

"Alright. Enough of the heavy. Time to get onto what we're gonna be doing tonight. As I already said, it's something creepy just because it's something I have wanted to do for the longest time."

"Why do I feel like it's going to be a bad idea?" Raven sighed, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared at him,

Gar smirked, "Oh yeah… it's worth noting… these guys don't know what we're doing yet. I told them it was something scary but not the details." He paused and caught a glimpse of the rapidly fading daylight as the sun retreated for the evening and the dark began to settle on the world instead.

"It's perfect timing too. It's about 9pm so the later it is… the better."

"Can you just get on with it already?" Dick yawned,

Gar nodded and leaned forward, reaching for something that had been slid beneath the couch all whilst he had been talking. He grabbed it and pulled it out, flipping the box over to see exactly what it is.

There was an audible gasp from Kory whilst the other three all stared wide eyed at what he held in his hands.

"Tonight, we're gonna talk to some spirits. We're gonna be doing a Ouija board." Gar announced,

Vic quietly chuckled and rubbed his head, "Man… that's… dark."

"Gar, no! I told you when we stayed at that shopping mall that I was not going to do one of those." Kory told him, grasping the grey cushion that was placed behind her and moving it until she was cuddling the softness to her chest.

Sensing his owner's discomfort and apparent fear, Silkie lifted his head and rose from the spot beneath the coffee table where he had been dozing away since that afternoon. He padded over to Kory and made a small whine of concern, gently resting his chin where her ankles were crossed over one another. She gave her pup a brief smile and scratched him behind the ears before she looked back at Gar, her brows knitted together.

"Where did you get that from?" Dick asked, raising a brow at how authentic it appeared; like it had been snatched straight out of a horror movie.

"I happened to go past Toys'R'Us before we were put on lock down and wanted to see if what you guys had said was true. Lo and behold, they sell Ouija boards in a toy store. Ah, America… I love you." Gar explained, drumming his fingers against the top of the box.

"You're insane, man. You know that? I mean… I'm down but you're crazy." Vic commented,

Gar grinned at him but when his eyes rounded on his girlfriend, the smile faded ever so slightly, "Hey Rae… you good?"

Her brows were furrowed together and it wasn't often that he saw the look that was currently on her face but it was crystal clear in that moment. Apprehension was written all over her features.

"Gar… you shouldn't play around with spirit boards. It's dangerous." She warned, her blue eyes flashing to his moss ones,

Laughing, Gar shook his head in disbelief, "C'mon, you of all people are scared of doing this?"

Her expression remained still and she sighed, "I'm just saying… it's… these things aren't toys."

"Ironic, since it was in a toy store." Vic murmured, earning an elbow in the ribs from Raven herself, "Ow!"

"Rae… we'll do it right, okay? No messing around." He vowed, dropping his chin to maintain the eye contact shared between them.

Deeply exhaling, she shrugged, "Fine. But, if you start to joke around, I'm out."

"I love that this says for ages 8 years and up." Vic snickered, having slipped the board from Gar to have a closer look at it.

"Cool! Are we all set to go?" Gar asked, looking at Vic and Rae before turning his head and freezing at the glare formed on Kory's face.

"I am not participating." She declared, a finality in her voice and Gar hoped he could get her to change her mind,

"Kory-"

"No, Gar. Those things are… unsafe. By using it to call for spirits, you do not know what will come through."

He scratched his head and tilted it, "We probably won't even get a response. We're likely not even haunted."

"You don't have to be haunted for something to make contact, Gar." Raven corrected, "If there's an open channel, a spirit can come from anywhere. It's part of the reason you shouldn't mess."

Gar groaned, his mouth falling open in exasperation, "Girls, c'mooon. Please! It'll be fine. I swear!"

Raven clicked her tongue and leaned back against the sofa, "I already agreed to it. I'm just pointing out what a stupid mistake it is."

He swiveled back to Kory who still appeared to be resolutely against the idea of it. Looking at Dick, he gave him a pleading expression, as if mentally asking him to convince Kory to hop on the bandwagon.

Taking the hint, Dick placed a hand on her knee, drawing her emerald eyes to stare at him.

"Dick, do not-" She was cut off as he held up his free hand in defense,

"I'm not gonna force you. But… y'know. If we're all down here doing it and you're upstairs with Silkie and just say… you hear a noise, you'll be more freaked out without being with us. Right?"

She faltered ever so slightly and shifted her eyes to her dog and then back at him, "Maybe…"

"Look, why not just… join in and if stuff starts to go crap and you get really scared, then we'll stop. Right, Gar?" Dick sought confirmation and gave him a look that told the youtuber not to make him into a liar.

"We will! If we start getting creeped out too much, then we'll stop, say goodbye and put the board away. I promise, Kory."

She chewed on her lower lip, as if deep in consideration before she released a heavy sigh and her arms fell away from where they had been folded over her chest.

"Fine… but, if we start to get unusual questions or anything like that…" She trailed off and Gar bounced a little up and down on the sofa cushions,

"Then, we'll stop. I swear it."

Kory's shoulders slumped and Gar beamed, turning his attention back to the camera.

He gave his audience a double thumbs up before lightly shaking the box, the board inside clattering back and forth as he moved it.

"Alright guys… we're gonna get this thing set up and ready and we'll be right back!"

Gar stuck the tip of his tongue out in concentration as he shuffled back from the camera, his hands splayed wide as if waiting for it to fall over.

When it showed no signs of moving from the mini tripod Gar had transferred it to, he nodded at the lens and sat cross legged on the floor of the lounge, with the main couch now behind the five of them.

Raven sat on Gar's right with Vic on the other side of her, curving around just enough so that they remained in the camera frame. Kory sat on Gar's left with Dick beside her and Silkie carefully slotted in between the couple, resting his head on Kory's knee.

"Okay… so now that I'm sure the camera won't fall over… I should probably explain what a Ouija board is for those watching who don't have a clue." He paused and gestured to the board in the middle of their semi circle of people. It was a dark stained wooden board, thick and dense, with the alphabet embossed into the surface with a small bend in the middle as it went from one end to another, right in the middle. The letters were a faded yellow color and Gar had to hand it to Hasbro, they knew how to make a creepy looking board.

A shaded black sun was in one top corner of the board, the word, 'Yes' just beside it with a crescent moon in the other corner and the word, 'No' next to that image.

Numbers were debossed underneath the letters; all 1 - 9 with a 0 on the end as well, allowing for flexibility in answers if ages or years were requested.

And lastly, there was a black stenciled 'Goodbye' in the center of the bottom of the board.

"Ouija boards are spirit boards or talking boards. Allegedly, they can help people of the living be able to speak to loved ones who have died but might still be hanging around, whether it be they are confused or they have unfinished business. Now… they should mainly be used for contacting good spirits but… if you aren't careful, you can have… other things come through. Sometimes, demons of all things can be sneaky… they might pretend to be a loved one, in order for you to make contact with them and trust them. Demons almost always want to cause harm and will use any means necessary to set food on this world."

"Well… if we weren't nervous before…" Dick mumbled, eyeing Gar with a look of skepticism.

Clearing his throat, Gar continued, "There are strict warnings and instructions on how to correctly use a Ouija board… as Rae said… they're not toys. If you don't do it as correctly as possible, you run the risk of getting a new demonic roomie. So, y'know… don't try this at home."

In the brief silence after he stopped talking, it was eerie to hear the house so devoid of sound.

"Bro… this already feels weird." Vic whispered,

"Well… it's about to feel weirder." Gar paused and reached for a bag that was partially stuffed beneath the couch, "Dude, can you grab me the gas lighter from the kitchen and hit the lights on your way back?"

Vic nodded and lumbered to his feet, scurrying into the kitchen.

Gar pulled out a few tall candles, that were easily able to stand by themselves in the holders they were packaged within, from the plastic bag.

"Greaaat… creepy and in the dark." Dick snorted, comfortingly patting Kory's hand as her fingers curled around his upper arm.

"You gotta set the umbie… the amie… uh…" Gar paused and touched his chin in thought,

"Are you trying to say, ambiance?" Raven checked,

Gar clicked his fingers and grinned wide, "Thanks, babe!" He paused, "So, you have to set the ambiance, I read, to be able to entice spirits in to talk to you."

The stomping of feet could be heard off screen as Vic made his way back to the group, hurling the lighter to Gar, who caught it without issue. He nodded to his best friend, just as he held up the first candle and ignited the wick, sprouting from the middle, giving Vic the all clear to hit the light switches, plunging them into darkness.

A dim orange glow resonated around them, casting shadows behind them; a peripheral nightmare waiting to happen, one of them bound to think they saw something out of the corner of their eye, the dark playing tricks on their minds as it often tended to.

Gar leaned back and set the candles out around them, distributing enough light from them to set their minds a little more at ease, but not entirely succeeding.

He cleared his throat before giving into a nervous chuckle, "Oookay… so… the candles… totally don't help but let's do this." He paused and picked up the wooden, sepia planchette with a small glass circle in the middle of it, allowing the user to see the letters and numbers under it. He placed it down on the middle of the board and eyed each and every one of his friends.

"Okay, so… we all use two fingers, just like this…" He paused and lifted his hand, revealing his middle and index fingers outstretched, "And we lightly touch them on the top of the planchette."

The other four hesitate but Vic moved in closer and copied Gar's actions, followed closely by Dick and then Raven who exhaled through her nose. Kory was last, a slight tremble to her hand as she leaned forward to repeat the step as well.

Gar breathed out slowly, the deafening silence of the room as well as his friends, suffocating and affecting him more than he thought it was going to.

"So… next, you move the planchette around the board in circles… sorta like a way of warming it up. And once we start talking to… whatever it will be… do not take your hands off the planchette, no matter what." Gar whispered, afraid to speak louder as he felt like eyes were on him already and they weren't the ones of his roommates.

Dick swallowed and lifted a brow at him, "What… we do it on purpose?"

Gar nodded, "Yeah. It's to kinda… get the energy out there which is apparently what spirits use to make it move across the board and answer the questions."

Accepting that, Dick looked back down where all of their fingers were resting on the edges of the spiritual device. Together, they pushed the planchette around and around, in a complete circle.

They did it about five times before Gar slowed their momentum and re positioned them into the middle of the board once more. He cleared his throat several times, a blooming of nerves making him dither in the next stage of the activity.

"So… who… wants to…" He murmured,

Raven turned to look at him, her eyes narrowed, "Oh no way… you wanted to do it… you can be the main medium and ask the questions."

"Aw what!?"

Kory nodded, some of her auburn locks falling over her shoulder, "I agree with Raven. You were the one to initiate it. It is only right that you speak to whatever the other side holds."

Gar tugged and the collar of his t-shirt with his free hand and gulped several times.

Vic smirked, "What's a matter, Gar? You ain't afraid, are ya?"

"What? Me? Noo! Never! Pshhh." He babbled, grinning at his best friend in the hopes he was injecting enough bravado that he didn't see right through him.

"Then what're you waiting for?" Dick prompted,

"Well… what should I ask?" Gar queried,

"Usually… you would ask if anyone is here with us…" Raven suggested,

Gar blinked and then smiled a tiny smile, "Oh… right. That would make sense."

Rolling back his shoulders, Gar took a deep inhale of breath, steeling his nerves before he voiced his question out loud.

"Ouija… we are here and ready to communicate." He paused, waiting for any sign from whatever might be nearby, "Is there a spirit here with us that would like to communicate?"

They all held their breaths, eyes shifting back and forth as they waited for some kind of response whether it be the board itself or something in the lounge or the rest of their home.

"Try it again…" Vic spurred, giving Gar a light nudge with his elbow, ensuring he didn't remove his fingers from the planchette, even for a moment.

Gar chewed on his lip for a long stretch before he lifted his chin and spoke louder than he had before, "Is there a spirit here with us that would like to communicate?"

Just as before, the five of them remained rooted to their spots, allowing the silence to completely swallow them up, none of them daring to say anything as not to ruin the focus.

Sighing, Gar opened his mouth to speak again when all of a sudden, the planchette began to move.

Slowly, it started sliding from the middle of the alphabetic lines, heading in the direction of 'Yes'.

"Gar, stop it." Kory whispered, her eyes wide and solely on the board, as were everyone else's too.

"I swear to God, I'm not moving it. Vic?" Gar shrilled, swallowing several times and blinking as if he was imagining it.

"Dude, that's so not funny. I wouldn't do that." Vic mumbled, the quietest of tremors to his voice,

"Looks like you got your wish, Gar." Raven murmured, her tone breathy as she stared at her own fingers on the planchette, knowing that she wasn't moving it either.

"It must be something else. Some kind of scientific-" Dick was cut off from trying to rationalize what was unfolding before them when the planchette sped straight to 'Yes', remaining still once it reached the answer.

Gar sucked in a breath, his brows furrowed in a mix of fear and apprehension as well as excitement.

"I-I guess… something… wants to chat." Gar stammered,

"Ask another question, Gar." Dick urged him, earning a glare from Kory who then looked at Gar instead,

"Maybe you should not." She whined, her eyes pleading for them to just put the board away and throw it in a dumpster.

"You can't just ask for a ghost to talk and then run out on their ass, Kory. That's rude." Vic countered,

Kory shifted uncomfortably and made a hushed noise of concern.

"I got one…" Gar mumbled, "Are you… a good spirit?"

Raven's head snapped to his direction and she scowled, "You're not supposed to ask those kinds of things, idiot."

"Why not?"

"Because… that's a perfect way to let a demon in. Demons lie and they pretend to be something they're not to earn your trust. Don't ask those kinds of things."

Gar huffed before he shook his head and opened his mouth to respond, "Rae-"

"Well… I don't think they wanna answer that one…" Vic stated, jerking his chin towards the board where the planchette had not moved even an inch.w

"What if it is remaining on yes because that is their answer?" Kory queried,

Raven shook her head, "Usually, if they're answering another question, it will come away and just go back to it."

"Oh."

"Maybe it… got bored or shy or something and left." Dick suggested,

"Ask another question and see, Gar." Vic pushed,

The aforementioned jokester scoffed and glanced at his best friend, "Y'know, feel free to jump in and ask them yourself like any time, dude."

Before Vic could hurl a reply back at him, Raven exhaled noisily through her nose, "It has to be you, Gar. I already told you this before. It has to be just one person that asks questions. It keeps it more focused."

Vic pulled a face and made an obscene finger gesture with his free hand that wasn't stuck to the planchette.

Clearing his throat for what felt like the hundredth time, Gar tilted his head, "Do you… mean us harm?"

Raven abruptly smacked his across the upper arm with her free hand and frowned at her boyfriend.

"Ow! What? What'd I do?" Gar complained,

"I told you not to ask those types of questions. It practically invites trouble."

Gar narrowed his eyes at the dark haired beauty but his attention was once again dragged back towards the spirit board as the planchette zipped away from "Yes" only to steadily make its way back in the next moment.

Kory made a small yelp and covered her mouth with her hand that had been resting on top of Silkie's head.

"What the fuck…" Vic gasped, sitting back from the board but keeping his fingers on the edge of the device they were using.

"Gar, I swear to God if you're moving this around the board as some kinda prank-" Dick growled, using his free hand to gently rub Kory's back as a way of comforting her and trying to calm her nerves.

"Dude, I swear on my life that I am not doing anything. You would be able to feel it if I was moving it around!" Gar defended,

"We should say goodbye." Raven told him,

"Yes. I agree with Raven." Kory backed her, her voice quivering as she cuddled closer into Silkie who was still lazing across her thigh and watching their 'game' with as much interest as a dog could muster.

"Wait… before we do that… I just… I wanna ask something else." Gar announced, the arch of his back straightening as he sat up a little and shuffled closer to the board.

"Gar…" Raven warned,

"Just… one more. I swear." He paused and glanced upwards as if imagining the spirit or demon that they were talking with was hovering above where they were sat, just waiting to taunt them some more,

"You mean us harm… what will you do?" Gar challenged, wanting some kind of confirmation of the previously made threat.

Before anyone could say anything else or berate Gar for such a foolish question, the planchette started to slide across the lines of letters with purpose, clearly spelling something out for them.

"B… O… O… K… S?" Gar breathed, cocking his eyebrow,

"Books?" Raven repeated, just as much confusion laced within her tone of voice as there was upon Gar's face,

Suddenly, there were a series of loud bangs, like objects falling on the floor, right above their heads from one of the rooms upstairs.

"What the fuck was that?" Dick whispered, all of their heads turned upwards, staring at the ceiling.

"I really do not wish to find out." Kory whimpered,

Silkie suddenly lifted his head too, chocolate brown eyes zeroed in on the stairs just outside the archway of the lounge.

A deep throated snarl escaped him and his whole body vibrated with the reaction.

"Silkie?" Gar questioned, a look of confusion spreading across his face,

"This isn't good… Silkie never does this kinda shit, man." Vic fretted, rubbing a hand over his face.

In a flash, Silkie was up and off of Kory's thigh and sprinting towards the hallway.

"Silkie!" Kory called after him, getting up from the floor and running after her pet.

The remaining four followed suit, leaping to their feet and charging after their friend to see what had happened upstairs.

Gar huffed as he moved, frantically unscrewing the camera so that he could document whatever it was that had made the sound upstairs, that had caused all of their hearts to plummet with anxiety.

"Damn it, wait guys…" He muttered to himself as he finally removed the camera from the tripod.

Silkie's barking filled the corridors, bouncing off of every single wall in the house; an extremely unsettling and unusual character for their soppy dog.

Gar darted out of the room, the camera shaking with the image becoming hazy and fuzzy as it failed miserably to focus on anything with how Gar was carrying it as he moved. He leaped over the candles, absently taking note of the flames extinguishing and the planchette lying now untouched upon the surface of the Ouija board.

As he bolted up the stairs, the rabble of the others grew louder, including the sound of Silkie's growls which seemed to be getting louder and more menacing, as if cautioning whatever it was he was seeing that was invisible to the human eye, to leave their home.

"Guys?" Gar called, shifting his grip on the camera so that he could capture them all in his recording.

"Dude!" Vic exclaimed,

"What happened?"

"We ran up here after Silkie and he was literally standing like he is now, all rigid and growling at absolutely nothing."

Gar gulped and panned the camera over to the cream Samoyed-Labrador mixed pup that was standing on all fours, with his tail and ears up, an intensely focused look on his face. His teeth flashed under the light of the mezzanine area as he refused to let his guard down.

Tilting the camera upwards a little more, Gar swallowed as he realized Silkie was standing right outside of his and Raven's bedroom, barking like something unwanted was inside.

"What… what's he doing?" Gar stuttered, wandering closer and keeping the camera as steady in his hands as he possibly could,

"It's like he's staring at something… and whatever it is… he isn't a fan." Dick mumbled, staring at the dog as he remained relentless on alert, "Silkie?"

Without even so much as glancing at him, Silkie continued to stare straight ahead, right into the darkness of Gar and Raven's bedroom, the door half open.

"I swear to God… if the bangs came from our room, I'm bunking with Vic." Gar swore,

"Dude, nuh uh. I don't want you bringing your haunted shit into my room!" Vic protested,

Gar crept closer to the door, hesitantly placing a foot over the threshold and sliding past Silkie who momentarily paused to whimper, almost as if he was warning him not to go in.

"It's alright, boy." Gar murmured, leaning a hand down to give Silkie a comforting scratch behind the ear.

Silkie shuffled on the spot, his paws making noise against the wooden flooring as he backed up and sat down, his eyes remaining on the room but ceasing with the yapping sounds.

Feeling along the wall beside the door, Gar felt his heart hammering away in his chest as he prayed to find the light switch.

When he finally did, he punched it, bracing himself for whatever he was going to find staring back at him in the newfound light.

Opening his eyes, Gar found no ghoulish face or demonic expression in his vision but his anxiety only spiked when he noticed what had fallen.

"Uh… guys…" He called, stepping aside to allow each of them into the room with Raven hurrying inside first, followed by Vic, then Kory and Dick last.

Gripping the camera firmly, Gar zoomed in a tad on the objects that had fallen.

Several of Raven's books had flown from the shelves of her bookcase, having landed all across the floor, approximately 5 books scattered here, there and everywhere; some of them wide open, some of them closed shut and some of them face down on the cover.

She tiptoed closer to the offending items, crouching to pick one of them up and investigate it, trying to gauge whether or not they were ruined or if there were any clues on how they got from the shelves to the floor.

"What the hell…" Dick hushed, Kory folding into his side as she tried not to let her fear of the situation get the best of her.

"I don't…" Raven trailed off as Vic suddenly sucked in a startled breath,

"Yo! Guys!" He elaborated, "Don't you get it?"

"Get what?"

Vic gave Gar a pointed expression of exasperation, "What did the fucking spirit just spell out to us?"

It took him a moment but Gar's mouth dropped into the shape of an 'O' and he almost let the camera slip from his hold in his sudden realization.

"No… No fucking way!" He yelled, refusing to believe it as his heart rate only increased,

"Well… there's no way these could have just fallen off by themselves. I have them all so far pushed back." Raven confirmed, carrying the books in her arms as she walked over and began slotting them back into the correct places.

"But… that's insane." Gar gaped at her as she worked on putting the books back,

"I told you… the boards aren't to be messed with. Things do come through, Gar."

Kory shifted her weight from one foot to the other, hugging her arms closely, "Can we please stop and just go and watch a movie? Please?"

Vic suddenly jerked his head back a little, "That's a point. We didn't say goodbye to the board and we all took our hands off the planchette… what… what happens when people do that?"

Raven brushed her hands against her legs and spun around to look at them, "We should say goodbye. Right now."

With that, Gar kept the camera trained on Raven as she marched through their bedroom and back through the door, with Kory quickly hurrying behind; just as intent on closing the game as Raven apparently was.

Dick patted Gar's shoulder and turned him slightly, obscuring where the camera faced,

"Gar… just between us three… did you set that up? I mean, I don't know how you would have but-"

Exhaling loudly, Gar rolled his eyes, appearing just as freaked out as the two boys standing with him, "Guys, I swear on everything in my entire life… this is not me. None of it is me. I would be laughing and poking fun by now if it was some sort of prank but it isn't."

Vic and Dick exchanged glances and nodded uneasily before they turned and exited the bedroom, following after the girls. As Gar switched hands to hold the camera, he used his free one to gently tap his outer thigh,

"Silkie. Silkiiie, c'mon boy." He called, already standing at the top of the stairs, ready to go back and end this thing for the night.

The dog refused to be swayed and stayed sitting in the same spot, still staring at the door of his and Raven's bedroom as if protecting them from a threat which none of them could see.

Swiveling the camera around, Gar furrowed his brows and addressed his viewers, "It's so weird… that's so unlike Silkie… he jumps at the chance to come and chill out with us. He hates staying up here on his own unless he's sleeping."

Shaking his head, Gar shrugged and made his way downstairs, the camera jostling back and forth until he reached the bottom step.

As he walked into the lounge, Kory tilted her head at him, "Where is Silkie?"

"He didn't wanna come with me."

"What do you mean?"

"He just… refused to move, dude. He was rooted to the spot, still staring at our door… I don't know what's wrong with him."

Kory frowned and glanced at Dick, concern etched across her face. Dick laced his fingers with hers and offered her a smile, "I'm sure he'll come back down once he's bored. You know what Silkie's like."

She nodded, only half believing him.

"Gar, we have a problem." Vic informed him,

"What?" He asked, turning his camera towards his friend,

"The planchette is not where we left it."

"Huh? But, it's right-" Gar froze and the words died in his throat as he tilted the camera down towards the ouija board where the planchette was missing, "But… that's… I was last upstairs and the planchette was right there."

He pointed at the board, in the same space where he had eyed the device before he had rushed upstairs.

"Wait… is that it? Over there?" Raven asked, leaning down a little to try and see.

Gar half turned, the camera trained on the grand piano beside the wall near the archway of the lounge, separating their seating area with the bar and ping pong table.

There, sitting underneath, all on its own was the triangular shaped planchette.

"That's so creepy… I swear, it was here. And, I didn't even kick it on my way up to you guys."

"Are you sure?" Dick asked, a dark brow raised at him,

"Dude, I promise. I didn't touch it." Gar told him with the straightest face he had ever pulled,

Vic lumbered over to the piano and knelt down, scooping the planchette up and heading back over to them.

Resuming their positions on the floor, where they had been sitting down, Gar leaned down to reattach the camera on top of the tripod so that he didn't have to continuously hold it whilst they finished up the game and when he said goodbye to his audience as well.

Gar scurried over and took his seat in the very middle of the five of them, accepting the planchette from Vic and putting it directly on top of the board.

"Alright, quick guys. Hands on the thing and we'll get this done." Gar told them, watching as each of them offered to fingers to rest against the device, just like before.

"Can we please have a movie night after this? With perhaps a romantic comedy?" Kory hoped,

Gar smiled nervously at her, "Y'know, Kory, I have never once been down for a rom-com but tonight, I am happy to watch whatever one you want. As long as it's funny, I am all for it."

She giggled quietly, her nerves beginning to settle with being so close to being finished with this.

"Alright... " Gar started, coughing and clearing his throat, "Thank you for talking with us but it is time for us to leave… Goodbye Ouija."

With that, together, they forced the planchette to the 'Goodbye' option at the very bottom of the board and then removed their hands from it, watching closely for any signs of movements once they had pulled away.

When there was none, Gar speedily reached for the box and packed the board and planchette away in record time, sighing in relief once it was out of sight.

"Weird, Gar… almost sounds like you were frightened." Raven teased, also looking much more at ease now that it was all over and done with.

There was the patter sound of feet on the wooden flooring as Kory got up and moved off screen, flicking the light switches to bring comfort back into their home.

"Me? No way…" He smirked and looked at her, "What about you, babe? For someone who 'doesn't do fear', you sure did look freaked out a couple of times."

Raven snorted, "I was. I don't like using things like that. It's messing with things we don't fully understand."

Gar chuckled and leaned back against the couch behind him, "That was fun, though."

"If you call having a heart attack a fun activity, Gar then yes, it was 'fun'." Kory puffed, running her fingers through her fiery bangs and slumping against Dick's shoulder whilst he smiled sympathetically.

Vic gave into one of his true belly laughs and leaned back on his hands, drawing a knee up, "It got my blood pumping, that's for sure. I'm so ready to chill and watch a movie with some popcorn."

Gar smirked, "Me too…" He sighed and smiled at the lens of the camera, clapping his hands together, "Alright guys… we're pooped from talking to demons so I think we're gonna go into the movie room and just sit and watch something to get our minds off of… that whole mess."

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He threw his hand up in a two fingered salute and beamed, whilst the others all gave small waves goodbye.

"Peace!"

Gar bit down on his lower lip as he held the camera up, turned towards his face so he could speak directly to his viewers.

"Okay… so… the weirdness continues…" He paused as he lingered by the top of the stairs, "We all started movie night and Silkie ended up coming down and hanging with us, no problems at all, right?"

He turned the camera around and focused it on his and Raven's bedroom door where Silkie was yet again sitting and staring intently at it.

"Then… we've all come up to go to bed cos its like 1am and… he's just staring again and it's fucking creeping me out! Silkie, I need to sleep in there, dude! Stooop!" He whined,

Swiveling the camera to Dick, who was leaning against the door frame of his and Kory's room with his arms crossed over his chest, Gar grimaced,

"How am I meant to sleep like a baby when your dog is doing creepy shit like this?"

Dick scoffed, "You started it. You're the one who waved a demon into the house. Silkie is just trying to warn you and Raven, clearly."

"Silkie… come on… it is bedtime…" Kory murmured, crouching down beside her fluffy pup who was resolutely ignoring her,

Gar turned the camera back towards the spot where Silkie was staying put, "Now, that's weird… he's not listening to Kory, of all people?"

"Damn it, Gar. You broke our dog." Dick sighed, walking away from where he had been leaning, over to Silkie and Kory.

"Hey, Silkie…." Dick tried, a hand reaching out and giving him a good head rub, "Hey… come on… time for bed. Let's go, bud."

He half turned, expecting Silkie to follow, like he usually did but there was nothing.

Kory sighed heavily and stood up straight, hands going to her hips and looking at Dick,

"Dick… I do not want him to stay out here all night… I do not like him not being inside the room with us."

He nodded in response to his girlfriend and briefly scratched his jaw before he had a light bulb moment and stepped up behind the dog.

With a deep breath, Dick bent down at the knees and used all his strength to scoop Silkie up off of the floor and into his arms, "Up we go, bud. Looks like we're carrying you."

It was like a trance had been broken.

Silkie immediately started wagging his tail happily and turned his head, gifting Dick with lick after lick against his cheek, making the dark haired man laugh. Kory visibly relaxed and pressed a gentle hand against Dick's back as he walked Silkie to their bedroom.

Dick groaned as he placed Silkie back onto the floor where he instantly made a dash for his rope toy that he grew bored of in 5.5 seconds before padding over to his bed, using his paws to fix the cushioning before he lay down for sleep.

"Strange…" Kory mumbled, before she flashed Gar a smile, "Goodnight, Gar."

She walked into their bedroom, her fingers already reaching to untangle the space buns in her hair.

Gar turned back to Dick, camera pointed at him, "Dude… your dog was sensing something…"

Dick tried his best but failed miserably at hiding an amused smile, "Yup… have fun with that and getting to sleep tonight, dude."

He pulled a face and spun the camera around towards his face, his eyes shifting to the stairs where Vic and Raven were still downstairs, clearing away the popcorn bowls,

"Raeee!" He shouted, dragging her name out so she would hear him,

"What?" She yelled back,

"I think we're gonna be having a slumber party with a demon tonight!"

"Oh… Great." She muttered, loudly enough for him to still hear.

Gar frowned and his brows knit together in uncertainty, shaking his head at the camera lens with Dick's laughter in the background before it went black, the recording coming to an end.