Astrid doesn't believe in ghosts. Yes, ghosts and the paranormal are kind of her mother's whole thing, but it all sounds too improbable for Astrid. I mean, half of the stories people come up with on Lydia's talk show barely even sound real.

So, you can imagine her surprise when her little Ouija board experiment does not go to plan.

You enjoy your peace, and you've never really bothered the residents of the house you haunt. At most you slam their cabinets at ungodly hours of the morning when you're bored, or let their dog out when it scratches at the door, or sometimes use their TV to catch up on your favorite reality show.

You were not prepared to be summoned by some random idiot on Halloween. Of all days to interrupt the dead, she chooses Halloween? Really?

Astrid sits there on the floor, Ouija board in front of her, and you're both looking at each other with mirroring confusion.

"What are you?" She breathes in both horror and fascination, scrambling back a little. Technically, she's in your room, but she wasn't exactly expecting anyone to be home.