Fooling around with a Ouija board at your new, old Virginia home with some friends seemed to be a fun idea at the time. What was the harm? You don't believe in ghosts anyway. So, you put the board away, thinking nothing of it.

That's why you were confused when you woke up the next morning, feeling a strong arm around your waist, holding you. You jerk to see who in the world was in your bed, only to be met with the sight of a sleeping man who looked like something out of a history textbook.