Oh my god, it totally works! [ he shrieks in delight as the planchette slides across the wood without any pressure from his fingers. ] Holy crap, this is so neat.

[ And then he’s surging up to his feet once more, stumbling across the apartment to draw closed the blinds and snuff out every source of light. Then he tries to find his way back to the Ouija board in the dark; he didn’t think this through very well. Fortunately, there is very little damage he can do in his blind stumblings—after all, the place is already wrecked. ]

I mean, if we’re gonna do this, we should do it right, right?

[ Stiles trips over his backpack. Slowly sitting down, he digs through it once more and…pulls out two candles. ]

Hope you like the smell of “Elderflower and Lime.” Can you actually smell? Hold on.

[ Candle still unlit, he places the fingers of one hand back on the planchette. ]

Can you smell things still?