The night of terror began with a few drinks.
“It was just another night out with our group of friends,” Toni said. “We had all been drinking so we decided to go to our friend Brittny’s house.”
The idea of using a Ouija board had picked at Toni’s mind for the past three days so, as the group of friends sat at Brittny’s house, she brought it up.
“I had been wanting to play around with a Ouija board just for the hell of it,” she said. “Since we were all drunk and my older brother knew how to make a pretty nifty homemade Ouija board, we all thought it was a great idea.”
The friends soon discovered it was not.
After an opening prayer, the friends began their Ouija session.
“We started off with me and my brother’s hands on the triangle (planchette) we had cut out,” Toni said. “We warmed it up by spinning it in a circle for about 40 seconds.”
Once they stopped spinning the planchette, Toni’s brother asked the first question.
“Is there any spirit with us now?”
Tense moments past and nothing happened. Toni’s friend Taylor shouted something sarcastic and the planchette shot to the word “yes” on the top corner of the board.
“At first, I truly believed it was my older brother,” Toni said. “I was wrong.”
Toni and her brother took turns with others in the room, and eventually the messages grew dark.
“We switched people maybe about eight times before it really started getting frightening,” she said. “All together, we had let nine spirits into the room.”
Messages from the board claimed the spirits of six women and three men were in the room. Then the questions began to flow, like, “Did any of you kill yourselves?”
“It answered with a ‘three,’” Toni said. “We then asked them how. G for gunshot, H for hanging.”
For the first answer, the planchette moved to X, but the next rested on H. Then something happened that pulled a blanket of fear over the group.
“We heard soft banging as if someone had just hung themselves and their feet were gently hitting the wall,” Toni said. “We asked the spirit who had made the banging noise to speak. We asked him why he killed himself and he spelled out ‘wife.’”
Had his wife been murdered?
How did she die?
“We asked if the devil made him do it and the triangle moved to ‘Yes,’” Toni said. “We asked if he hated women and he spelt out ‘all of them.’”
The room grew silently tense as the planchette skittered across the homemade board, broken only by heavy breaths and the occasional brave question.
“We asked if he wanted to harm any of the girls in the room and the triangle moved to ‘yes,’” Toni said. “We asked how and he spelt out ‘fire.’”
Then the planchette quickly moved from letter to letter, repeatedly spelling “maim.”
“Then one of the candles we had fell to the floor and hot wax got on my leg,” Toni said. “Or at least I thought it was hot wax. It turned out to be a pretty deep cut. I don’t know where it came from.”
Despite the injury, the friends kept playing.
“There were a few people in the room who were scared,” Toni said. When asked, the Ouija board identified each one.
The last people to use the board were Toni’s brother and Brittny. Facing each other, the two spun the planchette and began asking questions.
“I wasn’t scared until the last session with the board,” Toni said. “This time, we were dealing with a demonic spirit; an angry demonic spirit.”
Toni’s brother asked, “are you evil or good?”
The board signified evil.
“We all laughed and my brother began asking more questions,” Toni said.
Taylor screamed, “We needed to put it away and stop (messing) around with it.”
The group, focused on the spinning planchette, ignored him.
“We asked the demonic spirit if it wanted to hurt anyone in the room,” Toni said, and the planchette spelled “HAT.” Taylor was the only one wearing a hat.
“My brother asked him to point the triangle at who he wanted to hurt and it went straight to Taylor,” Toni said.
Taylor shot from his seat and screamed an expletive; then he moved to another part of the room. The point of the planchette followed him. The board spelled that Taylor was cursed.
“We asked more questions but the answers were too confusing for us to understand,” Toni said.
The next few answers weren’t.
“The Ouija board spelt out my father’s name,” Toni said. “This part made my heart stop because my dad truly is a (messed) up being.”
Toni’s brother asked why the board was interested in their father.
“It slowly spelt out ‘deal with devil,’” Toni said. “My brother asked to be more specific and it spelt out ‘no work.’”
Their father is technically disabled and “gets free meds and money from the government.”
Then the planchette started spinning, resting briefly on the board’s roughly written letters.
J. O. I. N. M. E. I. N. H. E. L. L. P. A. D. …
“My brother flipped the board before it could finish spelling our last name,” Toni said.
Toni’s brother and Brittny released the board, and destroyed it, along with the paper they used to write the messages. Then they burned the remains.
“After that night, I will not touch a Ouija board,” Toni said. “I now know how serious the Ouija board is.”
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