The posse was waiting, discerning, who will be the one to talk to the said spirit.
Leorio gulped and then started talking, "what's your name?"
The glass moved, the pace was slow, slow… it seems like the spirit was looking for the right letters. It goes near 'U', then retreats. It drags the glass letter after letter. Finally, it swung to the letters, M – O – N - N.
Killua, gaping at the glass asked, "Is that your initials?"
The glass moved to the letter 'N', the rate is still sluggish. Then it went back to the heart of the board.
"No?" Gon asked, looking at the silver-haired boy beside him. "Does that mean it's his name?"
"Maybe…" the other one replied.
"ASL, please…" Leorio asked intently.
The glass pointed out 1 – 8, M, P – H – I – L – S. Then back to start.
"My, the spirit sure knows how to chat!" Killua yelled.
The rest of the gang doesn't know what they feel. Gon even chuckled when he saw what the spirit answered.
"Is somebody playing a joke?" Kurapika asked, his voice is getting annoyed. "Do you live here?" Kurapika asked to make sure no one is mocking.
The glass paced slowly, looking for the letters to build its answer. The glass finally pointed 'Y' and made its way back to the center. While the glass travels, Kurapika listened if the glass makes any sound against the board. However, he heard nothing. For if there really were a spirit in the glass, there would be no sound.
Kurapika looked at rest of his friends, and nodded, conveying that there is a spirit in the glass. "To whom are you holding on?" Kurapika conversed to the spirit.
The glass gyrated over the board, still in a slow speed, it said K – I – L then turned back at the hub.
Killua smirked, "why did you died?"
Kurapika was greatly shocked by Killua's inquiry. He didn't know that the kid would ask such question. Gon and Leorio on the other hand, didn't regard the question seriously. The glass came to spin fast, faster and faster. The whole group was tensed, cold sweat glitters at their cheeks and foreheads.
"We're very sorry…" Kurapika said, talking to the spirit. After making the apology, he turned to Killua and scowled at the boy, "the spirit would never answer that! The thing is private and you're asking him like the way you ask a merchant 'how much is a bunch of goodies' or what?!" he almost punched the kid in his outburst.
The glass continued to shift, paying no heed to the Kuruta's request for forgiveness. It moved from edge to edge, passing a weird sequence of letters, yielding no meaning at all. Q – T – S – U – Q – R – V – Z. It repeats the sequence over and over, its velocity is twofold in every recur.
"I think we angered the spirit." Leorio attested.
"Leorio," Kurapika said, while thinking of a way to get out of the mess that Killua put up, "if I were the spirit, I'd also feel the same!"
Killua bowed his head, feeling guilty of what has his unduly impish nature beget to his companions. "Ah, I…" his mouth is ajar and is about to say a word, "I wont say sorry…" he stubbornly stated.
Kurapika ignored Killua while the other two looked at him. He sure looks guilty but he still repudiates the remorse. Kurapika once again, tried to talk to the spirit:
"We are very sorry for disturbing your peaceful sleep…" he sighed, "Can we go now?"
The glass rushed to the letter "N" without a second thought.
The spirit has no plan of freeing us. Kurapika thought. We must find a way to dismiss the spirit, finish the game without the ghost knowing it. But how?
"Kurapika, do you clearly remember the rules of this board game?" Leorio asked, his sweat forming languidly on his forehead down to his chin. His pale blue polo shirt is wet with perspiration.
Kurapika bowed, "I can't." he then looked at the glass which was moving robustly on the surface of the board. "I think the spirit wanted to say something…"
Still the spirit budged frantically over the board, engendering the phrase, 'no one is safe for I am awaken'… Frenetically, Leorio pulled his finger out of the circle. The others were also shocked.
Gon, with the intention of releasing his companions from the clutch of the malevolent spirit, talked, "can we go now?"
The glass raced across the plank swiftly. "No! You should accompany me!" it asserted.
"Killua!" Kurapika shouted, "remove your finger! The spirit is holding on you, remove your finger…"
Killua removed his finger as Kurapika ordered him, but it seems too late for no one is holding the glass but still it shoved. The glass gyrated at the letters that formed the phrase, "too late, I'm in the glass…"
"Turn the glass upright!" Kurapika shouted
"Are you crazy?" Leorio objected, "you're going to unbound the spirit!"
"Everybody get out of this room!" Kurapika bellowed.
Leorio and Kurapika were the first to reach the door, which is partly near to their place. Gon and Killua have to go around the other side of the bed to get there. While trying to escape, the glass still moved, dark miasma is forming inside.
By the time Gon and Killua reached the door, the glass broke. The spirit is now released…