“Uncle Sam” Samuel hears a voice calling. He stands to his feet in fear
” what do you want from me? why don’t you let me have peace”
“I just want to talk” he heard
“the dead and the living have nothing in common” Samuel shouted in fear,bits of sweat now forming on his face “I bind you in the name of…”
“will you shut up?” he could now see an image forming in his giant mirror
“so you think the whole candles you lit around would stop me”
“I’m sorry please spare me” Samuel cried