Isaiah

We instead decided to track up together to what I shit you not is an abandoned tree house left in an elevated section of our city, surrounded by forest.

What could go wrong, right?

It's in an elevated section of the city.

I guess it kind of means like

You know how like in LA, there's like, you know, the like wooded hills in the city.

I guess that's what, yeah, I guess that's what it means.

We climbed up to the tree house, set down a spooky themed rug, lit some candles and brought out the Ouija board.

Despite my pretty extensive resume of dealing with all things creepy, I never actually tried a Ouija board before.

So I was really excited to see what would happen.

We went into this excited to break every rule in the book.

We weren't going to do a seance, we were going to ask whatever we want, and we didn't need to worry about being respectful of the spirits, etc.

We figured if something interesting were to happen, it'd be more likely if we went in as carefree as possible.

We sat in a circle around the Ouija board and got started, asking the simple question, Is there a spirit with us?

with all of our hands placed on the planchette.

No real response.

We fluttered the planchette in a few different directions, but we could tell we were kind of forcing it.

We asked a few other questions.

What is your name?

When did you die?

But nothing really came of it.