Doctor Demon

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"Follow me," Bomi said. Minyoon was apprehensive but Junho motioned him to obey. They followed the old man to a large room. The lights were turned off but it was lit with several candles which were placed in almost all corners of the room. There was a red circle drawn on the floor with a ouija board in the center. The board had a cursor along with alphabets and numbers written on it.

A hexagon was drawn inside the circle, touching every edge. The windows were tightly shut and Minyoon felt very stuffy in the room. Beads of sweat rolled down his skin and he took off his jacket.

"It's hot!" he exclaimed.

"Get used to it," Junho muttered. Bomi sat on one side of the circle.

"Minyoon, sit there," he pointed on one arc of the circle to his right. "Junho, sit opposite him."

Both of them took their spots. Bomi cleared his throat.

"The seance we're going to do is different from the usual spirit summoning," he explained. "There is no time limit to this ritual. So we can ask the spirit as many questions as we want."

"Will the spirit possess anyone to speak through them?" Junho asked.

"No," Bomi replied. "She'll speak through this."

He pointed at the ouija board. "The rules are simple," he went on. "Whatever happens, don't let go of the cursor on the board until I tell you to. When the spirit comes, I'll greet her and I'll be the one to dismiss her with a proper farewell. You must respect the dead as if they're alive. If they become hostile, the ritual will fail and she'll become even more violent."

"Minyoon," he turned to the boy. "You must be the one to question her but do it gently. Don't get riled up. She'll try to provoke you a lot but keep your cool."

"I'll try my best!" Minyoon nodded.

"If you are ready, then put your finger on the cursor," Bomi instructed. "When the poltergeist arrives, she'll communicate with this cursor. So it'll move but you must not remove your finger from it."

Minyoon and Junho put their fingers on the cursor. Bomi told them to close their eyes.

"Now, we'll begin," he whispered. Minyoon closed his eyes and heard Bomi begin to chant.

"Oh you who are wandering the world of the living with hate and rage," Bomi muttered. "Tell us of your plights. Come to us and talk to us. Song Rachel, what is it that binds you here?"

The room around them was now turning hotter by every second but Bomi did not break his enchantment. He kept on repeating the spell. Minyoon was feeling extremely hot now. His t-shirt was completely soaked and his face was clammy but he tried his best to concentrate on the ritual. Junho was also feeling uncomfortable but kept his cool as Bomi kept on reciting the chant.

Suddenly, the windows burst open and a gush of cold air came in. Minyoon thought that he felt someone's cool fingers touch his neck. It made him squirm but he did not remove his finger from the cursor.

But the fingers did not stop touching him. He winced as the fingers trailed down his arm and towards his palm. The cold hand was touching his palm, sending chills down his spine. Junho, too, felt the cold hand on his.

"She's here," Bomi announced. "Open your eyes."

Minyoon opened his eyes but there was no one there. Surprisingly, the candles were still burning despite the cold air.

"Where is she?" Minyoon frowned. Suddenly, the cursor moved, pulling his hand along the ouija board in random circles. The cold touch was now grasping Minyoon's palm tightly, not letting go as it moved the cursor.

Minyoon was now visibly scared but Junho warned, "Don't be scared. As long as you're holding the cursor, nothing will happen to you."

Bomi was calmly watching the cursor move. "I give you my greetings, Song Rachel. Can you spell out your name for me?"

The cursor stopped moving. Then slowly, it began to spell out the answer.

"R-A-C-H-E-L," the cursor spelt.

"Rachel...Are you Song Rachel?" Bomi asked.

"Y-E-S."

Bomi nodded at Minyoon, coaxing him to ask. Minyoon cleared his throat.

"Hi Rachel," he said in a gentle tone. "Do you remember me?"

There was a long pause but Minyoon thought he felt the air around him go colder.

"Y-E-S."

"Rachel, I want to say that if I've ever hurt you, I'm really sorry," he apologized. "I didn't mean to hurt you. And I'm sorry for what happened to you."

Junho was worried while Bomi was impassive. The air around them was swirling dangerously, getting colder and more sinister.

"But I want to help you," Minyoon went on, ignoring the strange aura Rachel was emitting. "Please, let me help you. My sister is working on your case and she needs to know the truth. If you answer my questions, we can catch that monster who did this to you! So please, will you answer my questions?"

There was another silence. Bomi and Junho exchanged a look, knowing very well what the silence meant.

The spirit was undecided.

"Do you know who your killer is?" Minyoon asked. Rachel was still for a moment. Her spirit was in the room, watching the three men who had forcefully brought her here. She was watching Minyoon with a mix of apprehension and hatred. Her mind was blinded with anger but the ritual was forcing her to answer their questions.

"N-O," the cursor spelt out.

Minyoon was disappointed but did not let it show on his face.

"Will you be able to rest in peace after your killer is caught?" Minyoon asked.

"N-O."

"Why not, Rachel?" he asked. ""Is there something which is keeping you tied to our world?"

The cursor did not move for several seconds. The room was now getting foggy and chilly. The men could almost see their breaths as they exhaled while waiting for the poltergeist to reply.

"What's going on?" Junho whispered to Bomi.

"She's getting angry," Bomi muttered. "Something about that object is angering her-"

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

Rachel's vengeful screams echoed in their ears and an invisible force pushed both Junho and Bomi backwards. Their fingers slipped off the cursor and they were thrown off like a pair of ragdolls. Only Minyoon managed not to move his finger even though the cursor moved wildly all over the ouija board.

"Rachel! Don't-" Minyoon was yelling but the disk kept on repeatedly pointing at the same letters.

"P-A-G-E! P-A-G-E! P-A-G-E! P-A-G-E!"

Minyoon held on with all his might but Rachel was now so angry that she kicked him off the ouija board. She let out another ear piercing shriek.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The trio shut their ears but it was impossible to shut her out. She was now attacking all of them indiscriminately. A storm was raging in the room, the gale violently hitting all of them.

"Do something!" Minyoon yelled, hiding underneath a table. A piece of broken glass almost stabbed him but Junho managed to hit it away with his hand. He was shielding his grandson from the storm.

The candles had all gone out and they were fighting in the dark against a crazy poltergeist who was hellbent on killing them. Bomi, who was trying to stand up, took out a charm from his pocket. He held it before him.

"Oh you vengeful spirit who lost her way!" he shouted amidst the strong wind. "I order you to leave the ritual! Leave!"

Rachel let out another cry but the charm's powers overwhelmed hers and an invisible force pulled her out of the window, taking her away. As soon as she left, the gale stopped. Minyoon and Junho came out of their hiding spots, trying to catch their breaths.

"Is she gone?" Minyoon panted.

"For now," Bomi replied. "But she'll be back and next time, she won't go easy on you."

"She wrote one word on the ouija board," Minyoon said. "Page. What page?"

"We'll have to ask Jina if she found any pages during the investigation," Junho said.

"If you can find that page and burn it, then she'll leave," Bomi stated. "Find that page at all costs!"