I think I may have been 8 or 9 with all the neighbourhood kids in a basement. Very dark and with a single candle. Anyhow - don't remember who the 'ghost' was but when the 'ghost' started getting mad (and everyone was already terrified) a raven burst through two windows of the house and straight into the mirror and died. Let me tell you that the Ouija Board disappeared after the owner of the house saw the dead bird and the broken windows and broken mirror. We shit our pants but when our parents found out - seeing the way the house was placed and the fact that ravens aren't common around here, they were shitting in their pants too.
Needless to say - we never did 'ghost' games again.
