The medium sat in her parlor and waited. All her tricks and tools were ready, from the tilting table to the hidden ‘ectoplasm.’ But those were just icing, it was her patter that put her in demand.
She gave the rubes a fright, or reassured them that their loved ones were in a better place. All this ghost malarkey was hogwash to her, but playing a psychic was a safe grift, and she was good at it.
The kids stood outside, working up the courage to enter the abandoned house. They said a famous medium’s ghost still haunted the place

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