Spirit Board... don't leave home without it

[likely_evil]

Sam groaned as he slowly came back to consciousness. This was the third time he had woken up with this kind of pain, and was really getting annoyed that people kept slamming his head into things to help him sleep. What ever happened to two little pills

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[enjoythe_ride]

Bela was almost falling asleep again. Her eyes were killing her and her throat was raw from invoking the spirits. She was about ready to give up for an hour or so, just to give herself a break, when the planchette in front of her started moving again. Her eyes went wide and she placed her hands back on the planchette again, trying to keep the spirit there before she lost it.

"Sam?" she frowned. "Sam, is that you?"

[likely_evil]

He could feel her presence when she touched the planchette on her end. It was like her hand was now on his. And he could hear her voice in his head.

He had never been so happy to hear Bela's voice in his life.

Knowing she wouldn't hear him, he instead move the cup over the YES.

[enjoythe_ride]

"Oh, thank God," she sighed, before sitting up slightly. "Oh, God -- you're not dead, are you?"

Because she was pretty sure Dean's itchy trigger finger would not be in her favor if it had taken her too long to find him. That wouldn't go over well at all.

[likely_evil]

He laughed at the question, then started to move the cup.

NO.

L. O. S. T. W. O. O. D. S.