Suddenly, the room was plunged into darkness and Sonny felt her breath catch in her throat as her heart raced wildly. She could feel the blood rushing through her veins, hear it pumping in her ears as the age old [i]fight of flight[/i] response kicked in. Sonny was choosing flight, and she scrambled back from the Ouija board on the dusty floor, trying her best to find her footing in the pitch blackness of that decaying bedroom. However, something stopped her in her tracks and it was the smallest sliver of pale moonlight creeping through the window that allowed the dark-haired girl to see the profile of Vee's face. She couldn't just leave without her best friend, no matter how crazy she was over this stupid Ouija board; a lapse in judgement wasn't enough to let Sonny forget the years of friendship she'd spent with the other girl. "Vee," she hissed, now on her knees as she felt around in the darkness for the blonde's hand. "Vee, come on! We have to..." The words were stalled on her tip of her tongue as a pale mist filled the room and a chilling voice rang out around them. Sonny backed away as she caught a glimpse of glowing, red, snake-like eyes set against the blackest black surface she had ever seen. It wasn't just the absence of light or color, it was downright evil and a soft whimper escaped Sonny as she shook and tried to find the door. Maybe she couldn't help Vee herself, but she could find someone who could. "Don't hurt her," she whispered, praying to whatever would listen, "please, don't hurt her." The sound of thumping and shaking caught her attention and Sonny's gaze snapped back to Vee where she lay on the floor, writhing in agony. "Vee!" she shouted, her arm outstretched to to take her friend, but the demon set its sights on her instead. She shrunk back as it spoke to her, and Sonny found herself pressed against the wall like a caught mouse at the mercy of a hungry cat. "Let us go," she begged, squeezing her eyes closed as it pet her hair. "We won't use it ever again, just...[i]please[/i]. I'm sorry!"