“A board,” whispered Ellis.
As Matt and Rick took a seat on either side of Nessa, she opened the board, then reached into her coat pocket and extracted a small wooden object.
“I know what that is,” said Ellis. “I know what they’re doing.”
Charlie knew also.
“Now, everyone, put your fingers lightly on the planchette.”
Three pairs of hands reached across the table.
“I’ll ask the questions since it’s my board. And whatever happens, don’t take your fingers off the planchette. When the session has finished, we have to say goodbye or the spirits will follow us home.”
“Speaking of spirits,” said Rick. “I could do with a drink about now.”
“Alcohol interferes with the process,” said Nessa before looking directly at him. “And shut up!” She cleared her throat. “Ready?”
Both men mumbled their readiness.
“Is there a spirit in the room?” she asked.
Charlie started snickering. “Hey, do you want to have some fun, babe?”
Ellis nodded hesitantly.