“Are there any spirits with me in this room right now?”

The wooden planchette shook slightly underneath Cade’s fingers, slowly moved across the alphabet carved on the Ouija board, pointing at three letters which spelled “YES”.

“Okay, good… It’s nearing the end of the month, and you know what that means.”

The planchette sit still.

“You need to hand over your share. You’re dead, but that doesn’t mean you can be a freeloader.”

The planchette on the Ouija board spells out again, a clearly panic “FUCK”.

Cade gave out an audible sigh, “No, the landlord do not accept any payment other than cash. Raiden may be into shady sex, but he isn't,” they stopped for a second, giggled a bit, “Heh, shady sex.”

Another message is given to Cade, “GIVE THREE DAYS.”

“Three days? You said the same thing three days ago”, Cade frowned in dismay, “Did you forget again?”

“NO CASH NOW.”

“No cash? The heck are you doing now?”

“SHHH.”

Cade rolled their eyes, “Well, wish I could ‘shhh’ my landlord as well when he’s pestering at the door, but I’m in no position to do that.”

“WILL PAY.”

“… Alright, but you gotta bring me the real money.”

“REAL MONEY?”

“Yes. Real human’s cash, as in the Euro bills, not the paper money you guys use down there.”

“RIGHT.”

Cade rubbed their eyes with the fabric on their shoulder, both hands not letting go of the planchette, “I will be waiting, but hurry up. I’m afraid if we're late again the old man is gonna kick us out for real.”

“WILL PAY”, the Ouija board repeated to assure them, “WILL PAY.”

“I will take your words, for now.”