Episode Details

The Ouija board was supposed to be a party game. A laugh. A cheap thrill. But when the planchette began moving on its own—spelling out names no one in the room knew, answering questions no one had asked aloud—the laughter stopped. Then the whispers started. Then the bruises appeared. Then my best friend stopped being my best friend. Something came through that night. Something that doesn't want to go back. And it's been waiting for another turn ever since.

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