Last I played with an Ouija Board was back around 1984. Four of us went to a girl’s house on a Friday night. She lived in a small house with her father and he was not home as he worked third shift. It was a cold, wintry night. Their house was secluded, located on a dead-end street. We were communicating with a spirit and I asked it to prove it was real without using the board. All of a sudden, a flute started playing a song from the garage which was empty. I scared me so much that I never touched that evil thing again. I can still hear the song in my mind.