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Ouija, are you there?

Ouija, are you there?

Is there a presence among us?

Oui... ja, oui... ja

Dark is the memory I set out to forget

We used an oracle board to contact the dead

Young, bored and impatient we asked the name of the entity

The glass suddenly moved, spelling out "Charlie"

Why are you here? What do you want?

"Protect you"

How do you wish to protect me?

Charlie! Are you a member of the family?

"No, I am a friend"

Fun and excitement turned into fear and disbelief

It gave answers to questions no soul knows but me

We moved the glass planchette to say our goodbyes

The pointer moved to "NO", so we asked Charlie why

From that moment the atmosphere began to change

Kind answers became evasive, dark and strange

Threatening the spirit: "Behave in the name of the Lord!"

Bone-chilling messages came forth from the talking board:

"Bitch, slut, whore, cunt,

Go fuck your god, fuck your god!"

"D-I-E" spelled out repeatedly

It threatened my family with death

The glass shattered, releasing a stench of decay

We failed to perform a portal-closing spell

Panicked, we ran away

Something is watching me

It's a shadow

It is following me.

Why are you here? What do you want?

"Destroy you"

Charlie wants to kill me

Charlie is not a friend...