Scooby Doo! Meet Ellie Machine

A Haunting in Crystal Cove (Part 2)

We all sat on Mayor Jones's bed in a circle, and she lit a candle and set it in the middle. "Couldn't we have done the séance somewhere else? This comforter is genuine ermine," Mayor Jones asked. "'Fraid not Mayor, man. This room is the focus of the haunting," she explained.

"Are we going to talk to g-g-ghosts?" Scooby stuttered in fear. "Yes, barky. With this spirit board," she said, pulling out a board covered in letters and numbers. "I saw one of these in a van Ghoul movie once. You ask it questions, right?" Shaggy asked.

Then, he took a little triangle piece and started moving it around the board. "Spirit board, if Scooby-Doo, Ellie, and I were superheroes, what would our names be?" he asked, and he moved the piece around. "Steel Panther," he said slowly with an excited laugh. "Phantom Puma... And the Amazing Fanglorious!"

"Cool. Uh, who's who?" Scooby asked. "Dibs on Phantom Puma!" I exclaimed with a laugh. Lady Marmalade snatched the board from him. "The spirit board is not to be trifled with. This is serious stuff, man," she scolded.

Then, she put the piece on the board, and we all put a hand on it as well. The flames on the candles enhanced, and it sounded like there was wind inside the room. "The spirits have heard us. Now, who would like to ask a real question?" she asked, looking at all of us.

We all remained silent, not sure of what to asked. "I guess I will," Daphne said. "Um, hi, spirits. Thanks for coming. I'm Daphne. And I guess my question is, if you like a boy but he kind of has control issues-,"

"Okay, that's it! We're done," Lady Marmalade exclaimed, snatching the board back. "But Lady Marmalade, the haunting!" Fred protested as she blew out the candles.

"I am a fourth-generation voodoo goddess! I sleep on a bed of alligator skull and hot coal. That takes skill, man. I'm gone," she exclaimed in frustration. "No one's going anywhere," Mayor Jones said. "It's my haunting. I'll ask a question."

He took the piece and placed it on the board. "Okay, spirits, listen up. Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?"

Suddenly, the piece shook, and started moving on its own. I gasped, and nearly fell off the bed but Shaggy kept a hold on me. "What's it saying?" Velma asked.

Fred looked over his dad's shoulders and started slowly saying what was being spelt out. "'I am an old friend and I want what you took from me.' Dad, does that mean something to you?" Fred asked him.

"No, of course not!" Mayor Jones exclaimed, rather nervously. "Lady Bouillabaisse-,"

"Marmalade."

"Whatever- is obviously trying to pull some sort of scam!"

Suddenly, the board caught on fire. This time, I did fall off the bed. "My ermine!" Mayor Jones exclaimed. "Oh, you done it now, man. You've disrespected the spirits, and now they're mighty angry!" Lady Marmalade exclaimed as Fred put out the fire.

Suddenly, everything in the room started moving. The drawers were being pushed in and out, the clothes were flying out of the closet and dresser, and there was a deep, loud laughing that filled the room. Shaggy quickly pulled me into his arms as we tried to dodge the flying pillows and moving curtains. "Give me it!" I heard the voice say.

"Like, this is worse than being attacked by our favorite foods!" Shaggy yelled. "I'll say!" Scooby agreed. "Run!"

With that, we all bolted out of the room as we screamed. But I looked around and saw all of the animal heads have come to life. The bear skin rug we were standing on moved, stood on its hind legs, and turned to roar at us.

We screamed and took off running down the stairs. "Freddy!" I heard Daphne call. I tried to turn around to see if I could help, but Shaggy kept gripping my hand and pulling me along with him. We made it to the door, and we all fought to get out first, and landed on the lawn.