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“Okay…if you’re sure it’s friendly, then I will.”
Evidently, Beatrix didn’t believe a word and thought I was just making it up. But to my childish mind, her blessing was all I needed to start communicating with the strange force that had taken control of the Ouija board. Returning upstairs, I sat down once again and attempted to interact with the unknown presence that had seeped into every corner of my bedroom.
“Um, hello, it’s me again, I’m back,” I said, staring nervously at the planchette. “Are you still there? Hello? Anybody there?” For a few minutes, nothing happened. Everything remained silent and still and I began to wonder if I had just imagined the whole thing. Then, clearing my throat, I took one final stab at it. “My name is Alexander Kingswood, but everyone calls me Alex. What’s your name?”
Instantly, the wooden pointer began moving and spelt out the letters E-R-A-S-M-U-S.
“Erasmus? That’s a funny name. I haven’t heard it before, but it’s nice. Hello Erasmus, my name is Alex. Pleased to meet you.”
The planchette darted back to the word “Hello” and I almost fainted from excitement. I couldn’t believe it. It was as if I had suddenly entered a world where pixies and fairies and giants really did exist. I hadn’t imagined it. Somebody called Erasmus reallywasspeaking to me!
Before I could ask another question, the pointer started moving once more and spelt out the sentence:Can I enter?
I stared up at the ceiling, as if my invisible companion was up there somewhere, clinging to the chandelier. What did the question mean?
Can I enter?Can I enter what? The bedroom?
For a few seconds, I remained frozen with indecision, waiting for further instructions, but nothing came. Then the message was repeated on the Ouija board, this time more forcefully.
CAN I ENTER?
“Um, yes, all right,” I said with a shrug. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. As soon as I uttered the words, it was like a light bulb had suddenly been switched on and a door to another world had been thrown open. There was no going back now.
And that was when I heard it for the first time. A soft, silky voice, as quiet as a whisper yet loud enough for me to hear every syllable articulated with unmistakeable distinctness. It was a man’s voice, but sweetly seductive and sugary as syrup. I was used to the harshness of my father’s deep booming voice and had no idea a man could sound like that.
“Hello Alex, would you like to play?”
“Yes, but where are you?” I replied, looking around the room. “I can’t see you anywhere.”
The invisible presence chuckled. “I’m playing hide and seek with you. I’m hiding somewhere secret where you can never find me.”
“Please come out! I want to see what you look like.”
“No. I don’t think it would be a good idea for me to reveal myself.”
“Why not?”
“Because you might be frightened.”
“Why would I be frightened?”
“Because I don’t look very pretty.”
I laughed. “Oh, that doesn’t bother me. People don’t think I’m very pretty either. Everyone’s afraid of me because I’m so ugly.”
“Oh, no, you’re not ugly, Alex. Compared with me, you look like a handsome prince.”
These words made me smile and I found myself warming to the mysterious stranger whom I couldn’t see. “Please Erasmus, come out and let me see you. I promise I won’t be frightened.”
“No. Sometime soon, perhaps. But not yet. I’m very shy.”
“Don’t be shy. Where are you from? Are you a ghost?”
“No, I’m not a ghost.”
“Are you a boy like me?”
“No, I’m not a boy.”
