Here's a point of view: You're in a sleepover enjoying them chips'n'dip and that tasty Sprite (my fav drink) when all of a sudden, classic Cindy pulls up an ouija board and for some reason forces us to play this ghastly game. Then crazy shit happens, we get all freaked out and swear to never play it again. However, its consequences can be really mild, and I mean "really" mild.