Ouija Tickle Demon

College roommates Hunter and Owen are relaxing at home one night after soccer practice. Bored with trying to find something interesting to watch on tv, Hunter grabs a box he just purchased that day.

"A Ouija Board? Dude what are you doing with that lame kids toy?" Owen groans as his friend shows off the box.

"Haha shut up dude, I found it at an old thrift store today. I figured we could bring it to the Halloween party this weekend. I bet we could freak out the girls by summoning some ghosts" Hunter explained with a sly smirk, always being know for his prankster ideas. 

"Should we test it out? Maybe there's already a spirit attached to it!" Hunter said as he began pulling out the board with a "I dare you" look on his face. As he pulled the board out of the box, a few feathers fell out with it and floated to the floor. Since Hunter had bought the board from the Thrift Store though, Hunter just assumed it was some weird garbage left from the last owner and shrugged it off.

"Yeah sure, I'll play along, since I won't hear the end of it if I refuse." Owen says with a sign as he sits in front of the board.

The guys place their fingers tips on the planchette and sit awkwardly for a few moments. "Well, you goin' ask it something, Mr Ghost-Hunter" Owen jokes with an elbow nudge to his friend.

"Oh um yeah yeah. Hello, is there a spirit with us here?" Hunter said in a somber tone. Owen rolled his eyes at how serious his friend seemed to be taking this, like what happened to this just being a silly halloween prank?

But after a few more moments of silent, the planchette began to move. It slid its way up to "YES" and stopped. "Dude you're so lame, quit fucking around" Owen said. "It's not me, I swear" Hunter fired back!

"Are you a friendly spirit?" Hunter asked cautiously. The planchette slid over to "NO." 

Still not buying the act from his friend, Owen mockingly chimed in "Oh no, it must be a mean old demon huh? Well what does the scary demon want to tell us?"

The planchette began moving again, this time gliding to letters to spell something out. The guys read the letters out as each was shown. "T - I - C - K - L - E"

"Tickle? That's the best you could come up with dude? Wow, so scary" Owen groaned as you started getting up.

"Dude wait, you can't leave the board without closing the session! You'll anger the spirit" Hunter tried to warn his friend. 

But it was too late. The lamp flickered a bit and a cold breezy blew through the room. "Dude fuck off with this already" Owen said before feeling his hand being yanked above this head. It felt as if rope had been tied around his wrists and were pulling him off the ground. 

Hunter tried to get up and help his friend, but he felt his hand getting pulled up too along with his feet. Soon the guys found themselves helplessly floating in the air, desperately pulling their hands and feet against ghostly ropes. To make matters worse, the feathers that had fallen out of the Ouija Board box also began to float around, inching closer and closer to the helpless guys. The ghostly feathers began teasing and tickling every sensitive spot, sending the guys into wild laughter long into the night.