Ouija Board

They had set up the Ouija board on the same table, after it was put back in place, and the four of them sat in chars around it. The board was old and wooden, shock, and the pointer was still intact. 'Okay, so no one take your finger off at any point okay. Mr Schu can I do the talking?'

'Sure Santana, kick me under the table if I should step in.'

'Will do. Okay here we go.' They all placed one finger on the pointer in the middle of the Ouija board. The rest of the glee club looking on with anticipation. 'Simon, are you still there?' Slight gasps escaped the girls lips as the pointer moved towards 'Yes.'

'Okay, why are you still here?' They watched the pointer move, and Santana read out the letters so that Kurt could write them down. 'R…..E…..V…E,' they all knew where this was going. 'N….G….E. Revenge on who?' Santana was afraid to ask. 'O…N. Y…..O…..U. M….A….R….I….A.'

'Oh shit,' Puck said. 'He thinks you're his dead wife.'

'I'm not Maria Simon, Maria is dead. You need to leave this house.' Santana continued and then the pointer moved again. 'N…..O.' And then it happened again. The Ouija board was thrown into the air, and the fire place lit itself. A wave of heat spread throughout the room. Whilst they were distracted by the commotion, something flew towards Santana. It was the sword that the guys had brought up from the basement. It was heading towards her pointy end first, luckily she saw it in time and dived out of the way. She wasn't quite quick enough though, as she felt it rip through the skin of her right arm. She jumped to the floor clutching her arm, blood showing through her fingers, as she watched the sword embed itself in the wall behind her. 'Santana!' Brittany yelled, rushing to her side. The fire had died away and the room was quiet again.

'That went well.' Kurt said, as they all looked at Santana and Brittany. Blood was running down Santana's arm. 'I'll get the first aid kit,' Mr Schu said, and ran into the kitchen to fetch it.

'San, are you okay?' Quinn asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.

'Yeah, I mean considering.' she smiled.

'That some dead guy thinks you're his cheating wife and now he wants to kill you?'

'Yes, thanks Finn.'

'Okay Santana, come and sit down.' Mr Schu said as he came back into the room.

'Ow.' She winced, as he cleaned out the cut.

'Sorry, but that sword was old and rusty, I need to disinfect it.'

'I know.' She said, as she watched him put steri-strips over the cut and then wrapped a bandage over it. 'Thanks Mr Schu.'

'Yeah, and Finn, take that sword out of here. I don't want anything like that to happen again.'

'Yes sir.' Finn said, as he and Sam went down to the basement with the sword.

'Mr Schu, I think we need to leave. I know this was supposed to be team building but I think we may not have a team to build with at the end of this weekend.' Quinn said.

'And Santana is in real danger Mr Schu, we need to go.' Rachel added.

'Yeah, I don't want her to get skewered.' Brittany said, holding Santana's hand.

'I know guys, but I have something to say.' Just then Sam and Finn came back into the room. 'I thought about that this morning. After what Jeremy said about Santana I thought it might get out of hand so I went to open the gate.'

'So what's the problem?' Mercedes asked.

'None of the keys he left open the gate.'

'What? How is that possible?' Tina shouted.

'I know, okay. We're stuck in here until he comes back on Monday morning.'

'so we have to survive two more nights of this?' Mike asked.

'Wait, what about calling someone to get us?' Rachel suggested.

'No cell phones remember, was part of the criteria. None of us has one.' Sam pointed out.

'What about a landline then?'

'Sorry Rachel, but this house phone hasn't worked for about fifty years.' Mr Schu said.

'So we're stuck.' Brittany stated.

'I'm afraid so. But no more séances, or Ouija boards okay. We just have to stick together and make it through the weekend. You okay with that Santana?'

'Do I have a choice?' She said, laughing slightly. He smiled at her gently and then continued.

'So, I still think we should go for that walk. Getting outside for some fresh air, and maybe there's a back way out of this place.'

'Okay Mr Schu.' They all agreed.

'Come on then, grab a jacket and a flashlight.'