It was one of the strangest sensations I can recall–it was like I was having to struggle just to keep up with the planchette it seemed to be running away from my fingertips to get to the next letter or word.
This, of course, is a slightly condensed version of this session, though it wasn’t very much longer that what I’ve shown here. (I have a video of it but since I didn’t take it I don’t want to put it up without the owner’s permission.)
I’d never used a Ouija board before in my life and, frankly, had never planned to. Even after we moved to Florida from Louisiana, we’d hear stories of kids getting into all sorts of mischief back home with these sorts of things and you just didn’t even consider it! Can I say for certain that whatever was moving that planchette around the board was the spirit of a 10-year-old girl named Nicole? No. But I can tell you this: I wasn’t pushing the pointer.