He released Josh. As Josh panted for breath, his councilor?selected a long heavy wooden paddle with 36 holes. His master stepped in front of him. "Kis...s the paddle and thank it for disciplining you. Count the strokes and thank me for each one??he said pushing the end of the paddle between Josh's lips.Josh pressed his lips together. He would never kiss his object of torment or thank his tormenter! His made a desperate "hhhmmm" noise.His Masters eyes darkened. Josh expected to be suffocated again. Chloe’s worries were much less complex but nevertheless her concerns made her equally nervous. She had the prospect of the first thing to be tackled once school started was the dreaded Sociology Test; another examination to be taken on the long road of getting her High School diploma. She had spent a good deal of the weekend revising but for her the subject was mind-numbingly dull and, anyway, her new phone had been a constant distraction. She wouldn’t have admitted it to anyone but she knew. “Well he was certainly right about people getting pissed off. Look, let’s either do this right or put it away,” said Dave, already with a short fuse.“Next one to move it has to go on a beer run, got it?” Kate warned. Everyone nodded. “Ok then, let’s try this again.”They all put their hands back on the planchette.“We are calling out to any nearby spirits? Is there someone here who wants to speak to us?”Once again, several silent moments passed by, the wooden disk refusing to move.“Is there. Aya to hum sab dost estege ki tarf chal diye wo b wahi pehle se thi meni himmat karke usse hello bola wo thoda hasi fir mujhe hello bola. Mene apane dosto se kaha yar meri isse dosti kara do me tum sab ko ek achi si parti dunga mere dost us lalach me koi tarika dhundhane lag gae fir jiski shadi thi usne meri mulaqat uske karwai me b bht sehaj tarike se usse mila tabhi mere ghar se phn aya papa ka wo mujhe ghar ane ki bol rahe the time 11:30pm ho raha tha mene papa se kaha k ek ghante me ghar.