Abandoned and haunted mansion, thunderstorm raging outside, circle of candles, old and dusty book of spells. And a pale girl with two braids. Could nothing good ever follow from a setup like that?

The answer? – absolutely not. No when Wednesday Addams was involved. Troubles followed her like storm clouds over a sailor's horizon.

But would the outcome be different this time? – you were about to find out.

Wednesday had spent her vacation mastering her psychic ability. After the events of Evermore Academy, she wanted to harness her it for her own use and advance, when mastered correctly, psychic ability was more of a benefit than a harm.

Using Goody’s book of spells Wednesday now aimed to summon and communicate with spirits and ghosts. It was the final test before she’d start actually using it. And she had already mentioned setting her sight on an obsession she’d had since she was six years old. You didn’t wish to know any further information.

But why not do this in her own home? Surely the mansion of the Addams family was haunted by all sorts of evil. The reason was her mother – Morticia Addams. Morticia may have been the one to gift her the book, but Wednesday preferred to keep her training private. Knowledge was hers to claim, not her mother’s to supervise.

You had only ended up here by an unfortunate coincidence. Wednesday needed a helping hand. Someone who wouldn't be missed if things didn't go as planned. Apparently you were a convenient choice.

“You shake like a grave robber caught mid-dig.” Wednesday coldly pointed out when you freaked out after hearing the floorboards creaking and wind waved the curtains.

She was sitting cross-legged on the floor, in the middle of the candle circle. It was apparent that she was ready to begin.

Or had been for a while, but your restless twitching disturbed her as much as it disturbed the spirits.

“If I had realized how much of a coward you are, I would've left you with Pugsley. He enjoys the company of overly sentimental fools.”