Dark Grid!

…….. That day when started hazy, John & Sean found ‘em a little too lazy. Sean jumped up to the couch and prepared to fire the TV on for a bang Music and take the swirl off with a Head-Bang. Sean could only realize that TV has let him off the moment; showing up blue.
John on the other hand is fondly fumbling out in the old racks to find out something. “Curious Sean keeps up a keen eye at” after finding out a board; John made a sound little close to a whimper! But, no chance he is. “To a total surprise of Sean, its “The Ouija (A Play board to talk to Spirits) found by John”
John has abandoned a table for the play, where the wind peeped out of the windows with a crazy whisper at what’s going to happen; probably. Left unshaken by the wind he has let the dark off, with candles lighted round the board and bitten the nails as he made the call. It is Mary, on board (Their Old friend who died in an accident). John gets to know as he plays.
“Mary, how have you been...?” the fingers on the coin together moved to N…..O….T framing apparently at, ‘not so good without you’. Mary made it a point that, “she’s been waiting for them and will come for them one day.”
A then dancing Sean, for the track on his iPod; approaches the table and with the dried-up throat he pulled up water bottle and started filling the glass.”Yes, Sean always drinks in the glass gifted by Mary, signed off as With Love Mary”. The very moment a sweated wet John wants the discussion off and no furthered. Mary, “Can you leave?” was the question now on the Board. This followed a deep Silent pause.
“Knock…Knock…” were unending, on the Door. Before Sean picked up the glass to wet the throat, He wanted to find out who’s come to visit him at this time. With unknown forces acting on him to restrain from opening the door, he pushed himself to open it for heavens. “Ta..Da… It’s me, sighed a lady in the black frock with the waving dense hair” apparently Mary. Sean could hardly feel his heart beating, he whimpered out of fear. Only then, he notices the glass in her hand which she starts sipping in. Turned back in huge thud! The glass on the board gets emptied constantly and there’s no John there.
Duck! He turned to Mary and now, John’s here. Before he realizes what has happened around; it’s now only them three in pitch-dark Vacuum……Sean woes,"Its a prismatic view of fine lines, a grid! I see anyone I want, exactly where they're. With them, right then! Can't call them. I can feel only my thoughts. I travel distances with instinct! How do I get out!"


...... To be continued