“There is important work to do.” She hands me my Ouija board.
I take it with ginger care. “I thought you hated these things.”
She shrugs. “If you use anything of power, it could be bad.” She then looks deep into my eyes. “But you must be careful. Always cast a circle... set up protections... be wise.”
I nod. “I will.”
I am alone. I cast a circle and set the board in the center. Without touching it, the little planchette with the window moves. I grab pen and paper and write.
“Hand of Fatima.”
Outside, a dog howls.
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