SS Halloween Special Ch 11

“Oho!” Apple lets out a delighted noise as the planchette moves. It’s so obvious that someone’s pushing it. There are some derisive snorts and giggles as it arrives on YES.

“Now what?” Ying asks.

“We talk to them,” Apple says excitedly.

“Are you a demon or a ghost? I’m not clear on which we’re doing,” Kylie says. “Also, do I have to have both hands on the thing? Can I hold my drink?”

“Both hands. And don’t ask so much. They can only reply one letter at a time,” Apple chides her. “Keep it simple.”

“Are you a ghost?” Elsa asks. The planchette stays where it is on YES. “OK, does that mean it is a ghost or is it… ghosting us?”

Ying snorts. Elsa looks expectantly at Apple.

“Dunno,” Apple admits. “Does that planchette have to move? Oh!” She squeaks as it moves to NO.

“So, you are a ghost. Are you a sexy lady ghost?” Kylie asks.

“Are you a horny ghost in like in Ghost or an evil ghost like The Grudge?” Colby asks excitedly.

“No, wait. Are you a fun ghost like Beetlejuice or a mean ghost like The Conjuring?” Elsa cuts in.

“Beetlejuice isn’t a ghost,” Colby says, her voice filled with judgment.

Elsa bristles. “What? Of course he is. He talks about being a dead guy constantly. Is Beetlejuice a ghost?” she asks the board.

The planchette moves to yes.

“You are moving it,” Ying accuses.

“Am not,” Colby retorts. “Do vaccines cause autism?”

The planchette moves to NO.

“This is CCL,” Elsa warns. “Bunch of drunk women with a shitload of student debt. Is that a problem for you?”

It stays on NO.

“Are you single?” Elsa presses.

“Oh my god,” Colby says.

“Don’t judge me,” Elsa replies. “Is there healthcare in the afterlife?”

“Wait. Shush. Sorry, we’re excited,” Apple says, pausing to push her glasses up the bridge of her nose. “Are you someone who died here?”

There’s a pause. Then the planchette moves to YES.

“Then we are sorry for being insensitive,” Ying says quickly.

“Yeah, sorry,” Kylie adds.

“Me too,” Elsa says.

“OK, sorry,” Colby agrees.

The planchette starts to move to the letters. It’s spelling out words.

IT

IS

OK

“At least she’s chill,” Elsa says.

“Are we disturbing you? We don’t want to be rude,” Ying says.

NO

“Can I take my hand off so I can get a drink?” Kylie asks.

YES

“I’m doing it too,” Elsa says.

“Just hurry up,” Apple says. “I never thought about it. Are we disturbing your rest?”

NO

It’s moving again.

WHO

R

U

“Me?” Apple blinks. “I’m Apple Darcy. Are you… one of the girls who was murdered?”

The planchette moves to YES.

“Oh, man.” There’s a general outpouring of sympathy. The planchette is jostled a bit, and then there’s a moment of quiet. No one is sure what to say, and the song is changing upstairs.

Apple clears her throat awkwardly. “Well, we’re having a Halloween party. Do you want to join us?”

The planchette moves to YES.