How did he incapacitate her mind so eaisly? Lucinda wasn’t one to be amused by the rabbit in the hat, she didn’t fall for trickery but this mysterious strange man with the hypnotic eyes, captivating demeanor, twisted smile was just decietful enough for her to let her guard down. Just for one second, but one second all it took,“Here,” he sneered, as the candle flames seemed to danced around him with an almost familar grin, “Allow me to demonstrate” as he reached down and put his hands upon the planchette. Lucinda’s hands followed without hesitation, almost as if she was in cockpit but her body was on autopilot, she didn’t know that her flight was already going down and she had just given the devil her parachute. He had her in a trance with he charismatic ways, but that was quickly broken the second her hands had connected with his that’s when the curtian fell and she realzied she was truly in Hell. All of a sudden Lucinda wasn’t play a game with a strange, but instead she was watching herself play Russian roulette with the Devil. Watching from the otherside of what looked to be yur ever day looking glass. She put her hands up it felt like waves, almost like static electricity screaming at herself to stop but she couldn’t herself, terror over came her as the waves started to solidify turning back into glass, she found out to late that a game played with the devil will surely be your last.