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Noisy Ghost

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Maybe the ghost didn’t mean anything by its actions. Maybe this is all just a misunderstanding and we can get along. Ethan thought to himself, remembering that this entity didn’t want to hurt him. He hoped that this would be an amicable and productive conversation as he lit the candles and incense.

Placing his hands on the planchette, Ethan spoke to the air in his living room. “Is there anyone here?” He felt a little silly, like he was talking to himself, but his novel being taken from his hands was quite a bit of proof in his eyes. He searched the alphabet before him, waiting for any movement whatsoever. None came. He released the breath that he hadn’t realized he was holding and took his hands off the board.

“I guess I really am just talking to myself then.”

The triangular piece of wood slid over NO, giving him a terrifying answer. All Ethan could do was continue to ask bewildered questions and stare as they were answered.

“What’s your name?”

James.

“Do you know what year it is?” This could help Ethan figure out how long ago James died.

No, I’ve been dead too long. The spirit was aware he wasn’t alive.

“Do you know when and how you died?” He knew that this wasn’t necessarily the best question to ask a ghost, but one that knew they were dead might only be sticking around because of these circumstances.

I got sick. 1902 or 3. Winter. This was great info, Ethan was certain that he’d be able to find James’s records.

“Why are you still hanging around?”

The planchette remained still. Ethan wasn’t sure if James had just run out of steam or if the question was unclear, so he tried again.

“Do you have unfinished business that is keeping you in my home?” Again no reply. He was about to end the session, but tried one last question.

“What do you want?”

You.

It was enough to make his blood run cold. Every time he saw a shadow in the house, every time that an object had moved, every light brush that had been unexplainable, they had all been this ghost. This ghost, that had died of illness in the winter of 1902-03. This ghost that hung around not because he had unfinished business, but because he wanted Ethan.

Noisy Ghost

“Time to head home.” Jim said.

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