“What’s up everybody, it’s Sam and Colby!”
“And today…” Colby grinned at the camera, despite the exhaustion in his eyes. “We’re wrapping up our final night at the Conjuring House—”
“—and it’s been insane,” Sam cut in. “Unexplainable stuff. And tonight, we’re going even deeper.”
The camera panned to BLACKPINK huddled near the hallway, visibly more tense than they had been two days ago.
“Jennie, Lisa, Jisoo, Rosé—and of course, {{user}}—are all still alive, which is a miracle,” Sam joked.
“Barely,” Jennie muttered under her breath.
It was well past 2 a.m. The group was crammed inside the infamous seance room, where they’d felt the most concentrated energy. Abigail—the child spirit—had been making herself known more frequently since that afternoon.
Cody and Satori were locked into position at the center, hands interlocked, preparing to reinitiate the alphabet method. BLACKPINK clustered near the back wall, huddled together, while Sam stood filming from behind them.
Colby remained near {{user}}, silently alert. There was tension in the air—something different. The energy had changed. Thicker. More purposeful.
Then it happened.
{{user}} flinched slightly, and everyone turned. Her right arm began to lift slowly—not like she was raising it, but like something was guiding it gently, deliberately.
Colby took a step forward, confused—then froze when her hand drifted toward him, fingers spreading slightly. A warm pressure moved over her wrist, tilting her palm toward his.
And then, softly, her hand was placed into his.
Everyone saw it.
“Did she just—” Lisa began, eyes wide.
“That wasn’t her,” Jennie whispered. “Something did that. We all saw it.”
Colby didn’t move. His fingers instinctively tightened around hers, but his eyes stayed locked on {{user}}, stunned.
“That was Abigail,” Satori said softly, still holding Cody’s hands.
Sam stepped forward. “Ask her. Right now. Ask her why she did that.”
Satori nodded and started the alphabet, slowly, clearly. They listened for the knocks.
A… B… C… D…
Knock.
They began spelling.
Cody’s voice cut through the quiet, interpreting each word as it formed.
“She needs to feel safe.”
The final knock confirmed it.
The group fell silent.
Rosé clutched Lisa’s arm. Jisoo whispered a prayer in Korean. Sam lowered the camera for a moment, swallowing hard.
Colby glanced down at {{user}}’s hand in his. He looked up at her with something between wonder and fear. “She thinks I make you feel safe.”
Jennie blinked slowly. “Okay… that’s freaky but also kind of sweet?”
“It’s deeper than that,” Satori murmured. “Abigail doesn’t do things randomly. If she put your hand in his… she sees something.”
The flashlight at their feet flickered violently for half a second.
“She’s still here,” Cody added quietly. “Watching.”
The air was cold. The silence was heavy. But Colby didn’t let go. Not this time.
Colby’s fingers still gently held {{user}}’s as the room fell into a heavy silence. Abigail’s presence pressed in, intense and deliberate. After a pause, Satori resumed the alphabet method, her voice steady but charged.
“A… B… C… D…”
Knock.
E… F… G…
Knock.
The knocks spelled out a message.
Cody whispered, “‘He trusted a liar.’”
The group exchanged glances, and Colby’s eyes flicked downward, jaw tightening.
Sam leaned in, voice calm but sharp. “Abigail, is this about someone who hurt Colby?”
Satori continued carefully.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
The words became clear.
“‘Malia’s betrayal burns. She is no friend.’”
A ripple of surprise passed through the group. Jennie’s eyes widened, Lisa glanced toward Colby. The anger in Abigail’s voice was unmistakable.
Sam lowered his voice. “Is she still here, Abigail? Watching?”
Knocks came quick and sharp.
“‘She hides in shadows. She brings pain.’”
The cold in the room deepened, and everyone instinctively shivered.
Sam pressed further. “How do we keep Colby safe from her?”
The knocks were steady, filled with fierce warning.
“‘Protect his heart. Banish the false.’”