Emylia works her fingers out of the glove. It's tricky to do, as the strand around her finger is stronger than it looks and tightening.
The strand withdraws with the white glove flopping at the end. Soon both disappear from view behind the lintel.
Suddenly, there's a metallic rattling sound. Sheds of white cloth drop down to the rug.
Present Day"What sort of things have been happening to you? Can you elaborate?" Aaron motions for someone else to take control of the Ouija board while he speaks with Lenora.
Emilia crouches, and being careful to stay under the floating threads, reaches out and takes the shredded glove. Standing and stepping back, she examines them. They don't so much look as if they have been torn apart as cut up with scissors. The cutting has no obvious pattern to it, but all the lines are straight as a die. The shreds seem to be slightly damp.1895
Emilia bends down and examines the fragments of gloves, looking to see exactly what happened. “I think, I think this could be the child. They lash out when they are hurting. I remember when my boy had an ear infection, the trouble he got into. We have to help the poor dear.”