Witchboard 2: The Devil's Doorway Page #4

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- I don't even know exactly what I need.

PANPIPES:

MAGICKAL MARKETPLACE

I know what you're thinking.

You've never seen

a Jewish occultist before.

Not to worry, I'm not orthodox.

First thing you gotta understand,

is that spirits are all

around us all... the time.

But they can't reach us

without some kind of help.

Like the Ouija board!

Correct!

When you use the Ouija...

you open the door...

and the spirits...

can step through.

So that's how she was

able to break my mirror?

Because we were using the Ouija.

Right!

No Ouija, no broken glass.

Couldn't that be dangerous?

Sure.

You get an evil spirit...

You could have furniture and

silverware flying all over the place.

This spirit of yours,

she was murdered.

Yes... How...?

How did you know that?

They all say that.

Being dead must be really dull.

Because they love to "talk" to us.

But they know we won't talk to them

if they're some boring

schmuck who died of old age.

So they say they were murdered.

I guess even in the spirit world,

sex and violence sells.

So what are you saying?

All spirits are liars.

To a degree, yeah.

- What's a a rifle cape?

- You got me.

It isn't some spiritual

term of some kind?

Not that I know of.

Are you sure she didn't misspell it?

- Is that possible?

- Are you kidding?

Spirits are terrible spellers.

Their communication skills in

general leave a lot to be desired.

Look...

assuming that all this stuff

isn't just a bunch of "mumbo jumbo".

How can we be sure this

spirit really is who it says it is?

You're not sure?

- Did you know her when she was alive?

- I did.

I got just the thing ... for you.

- What is it?

- An automatic writer.

You use it just like

a regular planchet.

You put it on a sketch pad

instead of a Ouija board.

And ... you stick

a pen ... in this hole.

Then this, Susan of yours will actually

have to write out her messages.

Well, what good is that?

If it's really her, it will be

her handwriting, not yours.

That's incredible!

When did they come up with this?

What's today? The fifth.

About two thousand years ago.

They actually predate Ouija boards

been around since at least 540 BC.

Which makes them only slightly

older than my mother-in-law.

You got any other questions ...

Read this.

The Complete History Of

OUIJA:

So, as soon as we get back, see if

find a sample of Susan's handwriting.

Can't wait to use this.

Maybe you should read the book first.

Find out what you're doing.

You read the book.

I know what I'm doing.

What's the big hurry?

Why can't you wait one lousy day?

- What for?

- What for?

Paige, look at yourself.

You're obsessed with that Ouija board.

Russell, why do you even care?

You don't even believe in it.

No, I don't.

You were there, Russell.

You saw the pointer move

with your own eyes.

It was your subconscious,

or Elaine's or maybe even mine.

So who's subconscious

shattered the mirror?

I don't know.

But there's a logical

explanation somewhere.

Yes!

Susan Sidney is dead and

she wants me to find her body.

Promise me, you won't use the Ouija or

the writer till I read this book, okay?

Okay, Mom, I promise.

CAR FILE:

FIRE PLACE:

Hello?

Paige, it's Mitch.

Listen, I think I found

your friend Susan Sidney.

You're kidding?

Where?

Well, it seems a couple

of years ago, Parks Woods

was going to be

developed into tract homes.

The plans fell through but not before

they subdivided the land into lots.

And one of the lots is number 217.

Mitch, that's great!

Yeah... Well, I'm going to

head up to it right now.

- Okay yeah. I'll meet you there.

- No!

Listen. It's police business.

If there is a body out there

you're out of it, as of now.

You got it?

- Wait, I was the one who...

- No!

No "buts", Paige.

And I mean it, okay?

Okay, but you call me as

soon as you find something.

I will.

Goodbye.

Susan?

Susan are you here?

Susan...?

Susan, I have good news.

Mitch found your body.

He's driving out there right now.

Stop.

Stop?

Isn't that what you want?

Susan!

Susan!

What do you want?

Paige...

Paige!

Snap out of it!

What happened?

You had to use it, didn't you!

You just couldn't wait.

Please, no lectures.

- Still feeling a little faint?

- It's nothing.

No, it's not.

I've been reading this book on Ouija's

and it scared the hell out of me.

Do you know what

they used to be called?

Before this century...?

"Witch boards".

Yeah.

Witches used them to contact demons.

Remember when I said

you were obsessed.

Well, I was right.

According to this book,

when you use the Ouija alone

like you've been doing, you're very

susceptible to the spirit you contact.

At first they'll be

helpful and friendly

so it can get you to use

the board over and over.

And each time you do, he gets

stronger and you get weaker.

Soon you're so weak, you have to

use it whether you want to or not.

What are you telling me?

I'm a Ouija junkie?

It's no joke, Paige!

It's called "progressive

entrapment" and it gets worse.

After you're addicted,

the spirit changes.

He starts to threaten

and terrorize you

breaking down your

resistance like brainwashing.

So eventually it can possess you.

Why would Susan want to possess me?

It's not Susan!

Yes, it is!

Look...

She lost this when she was killed.

This could be anybody's.

It's Susan's!

Oh, yeah?

Here, take a look at this.

What is it?

Susan's lease agreement.

Compare the "S"s in her

signature to the "S" in STOP.

It doesn't match!

No! It doesn't!

Well, then who the f*** is it?

It doesn't matter who it is!

Well, what it is, you have

to stop using the Ouija

and the automatic writer right now!

Russel, I'm not falling

into progressive entrapment.

Oh, no? Here...

Let me read you some of the symptoms.

Fainting spells, aggression,

excessive use of profanity,

overtly sexual,

provocative behaviour.

Sound like anyone you know?

Russell, what am I going to do?

I'm glad you asked.

Here, take these and toss

them into the dumpster.

- Should I take the earring too?

- No! All on to it.

Good night, Paige.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Hello?

Hi Paige? I'm Officer Rogers.

I hope you remember me...

I remember you.

Mitch's friend, right?

Right.

Mitch has been in an accident.

What?

Where?

Ah, in the County Hospital.

Yeah... yeah...

Thanks. Okay.

- Russel?

- Elaine!

- Something wrong?

- You tell me.

What do you mean?

You forged that lease

agreement you showed to Paige.

What are you talking about?

I found the real one.

Look.

The "S"s all match perfectly.

It really is Susan's spirit, isn't it?

I think so.

And I think she

caused Jonas's accident.

Elaine!

Wait!

All right you b*tch!

I know you're not Susan.

So what the hell do you want from me?

I know you're here!

What do you want from me?

Answer me, God damn it!

What do you want?

Russel, I don't want

to talk about it ...

Just leave me alone!

Go home!

Come on!

Official Mitchell!

What are you doing out of bed?

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