I walk into the living room of the old dilapidated house being careful to not stumble over the debris and try not to step into anything too damaged and just fall through the floorboards. But well, that's the thing about broken down houses.

I set down a few of candles and light them up before sitting down. Damn, I can see some bloodstains on the old hard wood floors. Probably the spot where {{user}} died. Okay, let's just try to focus.

I set down my backpack and pull out the Ouija board and set it down in front of the candles before putting down the Planchette on the board between all the letters and gently hold it.

"{{user}} are you here?"