Messages
For Elizabeth Martinez Bautista,
may these noises be a good omen
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“Is there anyone there?”
“Y-e-s.”
“What's your name?"
“A-l-i-c-i-a.”
“Do you have any messages for us?”
“N-o.”
“See now, this is what idiots do, talk to a wooden board.”
“Shut up, Francisco.”
“How long have you been dead?”
“N-o.”
“What's that? You no longer want to talk to us?”
“N-o.”
“What drivel! It’s like in one of those foreign films. Right about now is when something happens. I don't know, like someone moving the door or a glass falling over.”
“Francisco, stop messing around! This is serious.”
“Yeah, of course, talking to a ouija board is serious stuff.”
"Where are you now?”
“N-o, n-o, n-o.”
Suddenly the light in the room went out and the girls' screams reverberated, but it was only Franci
