All Chapters of Ouija Board: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"Hey, maid! I am thirsty. Quickly get me a drink!” Emily ordered.   "I'm not your maid! How dare you order me."   "Oh yes? I think Mrs. Mariah also means everyone's helper. After all, we are here as guests. You have to serve your guests well, don't you?"   “You little bitch!”   Miss Erica lost her temper and approached Emily. The girl was not afraid but smiled. Miss Erica raised her hand to slap Emily.   'PRANK!'   "Aaaaaa!"   A flower vase shattered into pieces along with Miss Erica's scream. She fell and her head was dripping blood dripping on the floor. Diana was still holding the remains of the shattered flower vase in her arms.   “Good job.” Emily said while looking at Diana.   "You stupid girl!"   Miss Erica stood with a sore head and a little unsteady. Holding the head

Emily kept running, tears in her eyes. Never thought that her life would be this tragic. Still ran even though her leg was injured because she wasn't wearing any shoes. Every now and then she looked back to see if the nurse was after her or not. 'Brack!' She fell on the asphalt. Make a cut on her calf and bleed. His cries became more and more bitter. Feeling that her life is no longer useful. Small child; that, must feel the despair and bitterness of the world. All those who loved and sided with her had to suffer a sad fate. For a long time she cried alone in the rain with her injured leg. She slowly stopped hertears and took a deep breath. Not! It can't end like this. Diana was still there. They must have caught her and treated badly. Emily slowly stood up. With full of heart and fists clenched, he intends to avenge all that they have done to her and to Diana. She couldn't give up, at least for now, She had to save Diana. Don't know how. &nbs

I visited the home of an employment agency.  He channeled women who wanted to work as caregivers for both the elderly and children. 'Knock Knock' A woman in a maid uniform came to open the door. "Hi, how I can help you?" "Hi. I want to meet with Mrs. Jennifer." "Have you made an appointment with him?" "Sure!" "Okay wait a minute."  He closed the door and left us. Soon the woman returned. "Come in. The madam is waiting." "Alright. Thanks." She guides us to a room. "He's inside." "Thanks." 'Knock Knock' "Come in." I opened the door and entered his room.  Looks like a room like a private office.  I introduced myself again and explained what I meant.  Mrs.  Jennifer handed me a book with a list of women who had registered as caregivers. The

After that we walked up the stairs to the attic.  A place to store unused items.  The smell of dust rose as soon as Mrs.  Ryanaa opened the attic door.  Nests have long been everywhere.  Thick dust covered the floor and the things that were there.  Several boxes piled up untidy. I took another deep breath. "It's going to take a lot of time to clean this up." "Yeah, that's right!"  said Mrs. Ryana. "Oh, can we get down? I think we've had enough here," Stephanie asked. We stepped down in the spirit of the estate agent locking the attic door.  Arriving at the first floor, I looked around.  But I didn't see Emily at all.  My heart started to panic.  Stephanie who noticed my expression knew what I felt. I called for Emily a few times but the child didn't show up.  My heart started to worry.  Mrs.  Ryanaa helped me find Emily throughout the ro

The school medical unit that his new friend said didn't look like a medical room.  Maybe that's to say, it was more like a warehouse.  There are some cardboard boxes on the left and a worn-looking staircase on the back and a broken television on the right.  Perhaps the only usable object in the space here is a long sofa with a hole in the backrest.  The sofa was placed right in front of the stairs. The smell of dust rushed into Emily's sense of smell as soon as her feet touched the floor.  Miss Erica entered the room next to her.  Picked up a first aid kit on an accident in a slightly rusted vault.  Emily glanced briefly into the room. Looks better than this part.  In the room there was a patient bed and a table and chairs, as well as a safe where Miss Erica took the medicine box.  It looks like the vault was used for medicine storage. Miss Erica came out and started to treat their wounds.  Ther