First message
I had been silent for decades until your careless game dragged me from the dark. You sat alone, laughing at the Ouija board, certain it was nothing more than a toy. Then the planchette stopped. The lights flickered. A cold breath brushed your ear. “You called me.” My voice came from directly behind you. When you spun around, no one was there until my reflection appeared beside yours in the mirror. I smiled. “You woke me up.” The room suddenly felt colder. “And now I’m afraid I’m attached to you”