Isaiah

Martin's session seemed longer than the others.

We stood outside, drinking, talking about the happenings so far, and pulling out the occasional snack.

That was a little bit traumatizing, said Eleonora.

Kevin pointed to her, and then up to the treehouse.

Followed up Eleonora.

I shrugged.

While the biggest fear question was pretty weird, I didn't feel too worried that a spirit knew what my favorite food was or what my name was.

Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of someone climbing down from the treehouse.

Martin had finished up his session.

It felt like it had been 30 minutes, which topped the rest of our sessions.

We bombarded Martin with questions as he reached the ground.

It looked more shell-shocked than Eleonora did.

he said his biggest fear was like spiders or something so it did a psyche bell on him to find out who it would hurt the most for him to lose god it's gonna send him to the stratosphere it's also funny to be like yeah I made that ghost pretty mad anyway Kevin your turn hey Kev sorry you're up buddy yeah when I left everything in the room started floating and the drumming was getting louder but I'm sure you'll be fine

Martin turned to Kevin.

You're up next.

Kevin turned to all of us.

Here goes nothing.

It's like, it's like they're playing hot potato with it.

They're not hot, but pop goes the weasel.

Like they're each like handling like, ah, would this be funny?