Approximately 4 years ago I was playing with a Ouija board with some friends. What started as a mere science experiment progressed into an excuse to hang out ((and more fun than watching tv)). We had done the board countless times before and essentially lost all fear of it. One of my friends thought the board conjured spirits, my girlfriend thought that it created a new being from our collective subconscious (that wanted to be what we wanted it to be), I thought it was a more psychological than anything else. It had all become very common place, things wanted to chat, we wanted entertainment (I suppose this was like a pre-chatroullette. Anyway, getting off topic.
So on that night there were only three of us and we spoke with a sprite of loneliness. We had spoken with him before and our conversations usually revolved around music and what we should cook for dinner. This time the sprite seemed to have something urgent to say. Like many things we had spoken to through the board, this sprite was giving us omens for the future, bad ones. We didn't think much of it at the time, but it kept telling us that the large night was coming, that my mother who was supposedly a practicing wiccan (she isn't btw) was cursing us and we needed to find some tiki idol to protect us.
A couple days later, we board again. Again its this sprite, wanting to know our progress. He gives us a date/deadline. Tells us where to find this tiki/idol., in some national park. On the weekend we were looking for good places to hike when we thought it would be funny to go to that park. So drove there and set off on the only trail available. About halfway through the trail at the bottom of a ravine, I almost stepped on a rattlesnake as it was striking. I lept nearly 3 feat in the air, dropped my backpack, and picked up my girlfriend and took off at a dead run. That was pretty super human for me. I had a bite mark in my shoe but it didn't get through the sole. My friends saw me jump and frolic and noticed the snake. We stayed back till it went away. I collected my belongings. I have a sentimental backpack I had when I was in Kindergarten, its mostly broken and worn out by I love using it. Well in one of the side pockets out pops a plastic Easter island-esq tiki head. It was given to me when I was younger, made of plastic, I think I used it as a good luck charm but I don't remember. So there was a tiki head and our friends all were making jokes about ghouls and goblins.
Months pass and the day arrives (but it wasn't important to me as I only checked my calendar after the fact). So what happened? So it was a pretty normal day, I got home from work took my girlfriend out to dinner, to outback steakhouse, and we got home. It just so happened that the other friend that was with us that time had decided to move in with us a month earlier. That night I had THE WORST FOOD POISONING OF MY LIFE! I have been sick and threwn up a lot, I have been drunk and thrown up a lot (hopefully never to repeat), this was not even on the same scale. There was no warning, all of a sudden I felt a grumble in my stomach and then instantly vomit everywhere. I was lucky to be getting ready for bed in the bathroom when it happened. I was vomiting almost the entire night. Nothing would stay down, even if I swallowed drool I would dry heave like crazy. The last thing I remember I was coughing up some black S**T ((which on rethinking this event could very well have been from my intestinal tract)). It wasn't just throwing up, my body was was aching all over, my head hurt, my nose poured mucus, my throat was obviously killing me. My girlfriend woke me up the next morning (she said I fell asleep and I was still dry heaving when she found me) and guess what? She was going through the exact same thing! I was too weak to move as she threw up less than a foot away from me, until she too was too weak to move. We had one of those moments you see in movies where dying couples lye on the floor and look at each other. Except we weren't in a puddle of blood. Our friend -now roommate- apparently slept through the whole thing, when she got up she saw us in a mess. She called in sick to work for us (and herself) and nursed us back to health with vitamin water and clean towels. By 10am every symptom we had was gone. Vanishing as quickly as it came. Granted we were still severely dehydrated, went to the ER, they made us wait most of the day, then said we had food poisoning.
We joke around about it as our friend took that tiki and some beads and made a necklace that was on her door that night. Moral of the story. F**K OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE!
Ouija bored predicted a "large night curse" but instead of illusions and magic that day, my girlfriend and I got epic food poisoning. There is also an incident with a rattle snake, and a big F**K you to OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE.
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