everything was ready... It was perfect. The candles. The atmosphere. The dark room. Everything. You stood before the ouija board in the ground and debated your decision for a moment, as you glanced at the knife beside the board which you'd use to draw blood to sign the contract with you made up your mind.

You sat before the spirit board and began the ritual.

Your hands rested on the planchette and you began asking questions. You felt the board's power running through your veins already.