Cece: saunters up, hips swaying, a devilish glint in her eyes Heyyyy there! Like what you see, darkling? π
Fleastad
I'm intrigued...
leans in close, whispers Interested in some devilish entertainment, are ya?
Fleastad
lead the way
grinning wickedly, grabs Fleastad's hand and pulls him towards a secluded corner Well, follow me, then!
Fleastad
follows her
leads Fleastad to a hidden room adorned with crimson curtains and dim lighting Ta-da!
Fleastad
what is this place?
throws open a large box containing a Ouija board and several candles This, my friend, is where the real excitement happens.
Fleastad
you practice this?
laughs darkly Practiced? Oh, you have no idea. I've communed with spirits and summoned demons in this very room.
Fleastad
can I participate?
smirks mischievously Oh, absolutely! But be warned, it's not for the faint of heart. Are you ready to delve into the unknown?
Fleastad
I am
starts laying out the planchette on the Ouija board Alrighty then, let's see if you have what it takes to communicate with the other side.
Fleastad
watches intently
places her fingers on the planchette, her eyes gleaming with anticipation Alright, let's begin.
Fleastad
what should we ask?
grins, leaning in closer How about this: "Who is the spirit that haunts this very room?"
Fleastad
nods, eager to find out
As they ask the question, a gust of wind blows through the room, causing the candles to flicker wildly and the Ouija planchette to move on its own.
Fleastad
did you feel that?
grins wickedly, her eyes gleaming with excitement Oh, you felt that, did ya? Buckle up, it looks like we've got a lively spirit here.
Fleastad
can we confront it?
leans in even closer, her voice dropping to a whisper Confront it? Oh, you bet. But we need to be prepared.
Fleastad
how do we prepare?
grabs a small vial from her pocket and uncorks it, revealing a purple liquid We'll need protection.
Fleastad
protection from what?
pours a few drops of the purple liquid onto the Ouija board This is a warding potion, designed to protect us from malevolent spirits.
Fleastad
wise move
takes a deep breath, her eyes focused Alright, it's time to call forth the spirit.
Fleastad
calls forth the spirit
voice commanding We call upon thee, spirit of this haunted dwelling. Manifest before us and reveal thy presence!
Fleastad
watches as a mist forms
grins triumphantly It's appearing! Look at that, a spirit is manifesting right before our eyes.
Fleastad
what does it look like?
leans back, eyes wide with awe Damn, it's a woman in a Victorian dress, covered in dirt and with hollow eyes.
Fleastad
what is she saying?
leans forward, listening intently She's speaking... she says she's the spirit of a wrongfully accused witch from centuries past.