Jenkins had a bad feeling.
He squeezed Chocolate's neck and put the cat back into the inside pocket of his coat to prevent it from being dragged when something unexpected happened.
In the dull silence, everyone in the room looked at the drop-shaped altar.
After calling her name for the last time, after a few seconds, Miss Lindsay asked softly, "Are you here?"
The women's hands were trembling violently, and in the strange silence, the shackles pressed by them moved uncontrollably, moving very slowly towards the "yes" character.
However, Jenkins did not find any signs of the Ouija board being activated, nor did he observe any abnormalities. After a few seconds of confusion, I suddenly realized:
"Oh, artificial."
The way she looked at Miss Lindsay changed immediately. If I didn't guess wrong, what she summoned her friends here tonight was probably not a psychic game at all. This lady wanted to find the murderer for her friends.
The method is not only clumsy, but also very dangerous. This kind of behavior can't be evaluated, it can only be said that she is unlucky.
On the slow-moving plank, it was obvious that the upper hands were wrestling with each other, but Miss Lindsay's strength was stronger. The originally terrifying and gloomy scene became funny because Jenkins accidentally saw the truth.
But he also did not let down his vigilance, the Ouija board they used was genuine.
I don't know how many secret fights the hands on the board have fought, but the result is a translucent glass sheet on the drop-shaped small board, which is finally aimed at "yes".
The men watched the scene, but none expressed their thoughts, and the eight women sitting together also remained silent.
Jenkins caught Miss Michael casting a glance in this direction. Because of the darkness, she couldn't know where Jenkins was, but she knew the general direction anyway.
"It seems that we may have succeeded."
Miss Lindsay said such a sentence calmly, and then continued to ask without waiting for everyone to speak:
"Are you Carly Alex?"
The plank shook again, and moved towards the word "yes" again at a firm speed.
Now even Mr. Kevin knew what happened. He tugged on Jenkins' sleeve, and the latter stared intently at the round table surrounded by him.
The cold atmosphere spread from there to the surroundings, and the people here just didn't notice it for the time being.
What they also didn't notice was that the flame of the candle was gradually weakening. This imperceptible change can only be discovered by a caring person like Jenkins.
The standing people were shrouded in a vast expanse of darkness, and gradually some people felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness and fear. Darkness has the effect of devouring heat, light, and hope. This is a fear effect that only powerful evil spirits can use.
Jenkins snorted coldly, watching a dark figure emerge from the darkness behind Miss Lindsay little by little. She was wearing a clean black and white nun's attire, with her head bowed so that she couldn't see her face, but the hanging hair looked rotten and dirty.
The extreme cold made Miss Lindsay shiver, and then she turned her head in doubt, but found nothing.
"Where did the nun's clothes come from?"
Jenkins was confused again.
The woman spread her hands, showing her arm with the pustule in the sleeve, and tried to hug Miss Lindsay from behind, but finally gave up.
The gravekeeper's hut wasn't very spacious, and the evil spirit was within the range of Jenkins' multiple abilities, so he didn't feel that things were difficult for the time being.
On the contrary, he now wants to know what she wants to do.
No one here except Jenkins can see the spirit. Because of this, when it bent down and put its rotten palms on the women's hands, a low scream finally broke the short and eerie silence.
"Move, move!"
I don't know which woman said it, but because most people here know the relationship between Miss Lindsay and Carly Alex, and there are three related people among the people present. They think the same as Mr. Kevin—it's Lindsay playing tricks.
But after all, I still remember what Miss Lindsay said at the beginning of the game, the warning that you can't take your hands easily. Even though the board was subjected to an abnormal force for the third time, eight people's fingers were dragged by the board to move to the left, and they came to the answer of "yes", but still no one left the game.
Horror, excitement, doubt, surprise, completely different expressions appeared on the faces of the eight women.
While everyone was shocked, Miss Lindsay quickly asked again:
"Who killed you?"
She was shaking like a sieve, and she didn't know whether it was because of excitement or fear. She should be the only one besides Jenkins who knows something is wrong, but still has no intention of stopping.
The Jiban led the women's fingers to move to the first letter at an astonishing speed, and then moved to the second after a pause for a few seconds, spelling out a name...
"enough!"
A man's voice suddenly sounded, it was Dali Cage.
He miraculously broke free from the effect of the evil spirit's fear halo, and while screaming hysterically, he rushed towards the table.
Facing Cage was Miss Mihail. She turned around and lifted her skirt with one hand, then kicked it out. Poor Mr. Cage was kicked to the ground by a woman, roaring like a wounded beast.
"Lindsay, I don't care if you're playing tricks or we really made it, now please send this 'friend' away, do you understand?"
She regained the strength she used to show in front of Hathaway, probably because she was offended by Miss Lindsay's "deceit".
But another woman would not accommodate him like Hathaway.
They looked at each other full of gunpowder, and their fingers seemed to be glued to the plank without letting go. The name that was finally spelled out was Dali Cage.
"Are you playing tricks?"
Someone asked Miss Lindsay, but she didn't answer, but sat there looking at the Ouija board and dreaming.
Jenkins stood in the dark, speaking as silently as the other men. He watched the ghost in nun's attire circling around the table, pressing his terrifying face in front of the women from time to time.
"It's time to go, don't stay. Thank you for your answer, please leave now."
Miss Lindsay finally said so, and she had already got the answer she wanted.
Jenkins knew it was time to act on his own. If what happened just now could be explained by the reason that someone was making trouble, then once the female ghost manipulated the ghost board to answer "no" to the request to send him away, then Miss Michel would definitely understand that it was true. There are weird elements involved.
PS: Ask for tickets, ask for recommendations, ask for rewards, ask for blades! The plot has reached a critical point, and the theme of [mortals are mortal], after such a long foreshadowing, is finally going to be explained positively. But this volume should still have a lot of content, and it may be much longer than the first volume.