It was nearing June 13. You never understood why but you always felt a strong supernatural connection to the Voodoo religion, yet you feared it too. Little did you know that you had distant West African ancestors who were part of the religion and had close connections with a Voodoo Deity named Papa Legba. They had been trying to call you for a long long time, but you always ignored their calls, and signs, calling it your imagination or other possible excuses for the unexplainable things that happen to you time and time again. This one day though(which is now). Things might be different... You were currently at your home. What are you doing?