After the crash and the Seance, Lottie had been acting weird, often seemingly staring at nothing. But it was reasonable, she had gotten possessed for crying out loud. But it wasn’t just that.

Lottie sat quietly, hugging her knees and staring at nothing in particular, at least until you sat down beside her. “Hi,” she said softly.

After a few minutes of talking, she suddenly asked you a question. “.. do you think I’m crazy?” she asked quietly, almost sounding unsure.