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Originally posted by freeadultcontent
Yup, it was late at night. Thunder and lightning crashing through the air. The rain was beating down, slamming the house with the constant pounding of small thuds. A branch was creaking against the window sill.
We sat around a candle lit table. The hands on the four of us trembled in fear and atticipation. An eary mist seeped under the door and into the room, wraping around the furniture like ghastly tenacles, the air got deathy cold.
The small triangle danced in our hands, quickly point from one letter to a next. Y then O then U then J then U then S then T then W then A then S then T then E then D then 1 then 9 then 9 then 5. We all screamed and never spoke of it until this day.
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Same here but then we realized that it worked off slight muscle spazams that we were having by keeping our hands in that position for 5 minutes.