Ouija Board “Demon Session”

By Ken Korczak

(Note: Recently I have been sharing some of my Ouija stories with some of my friends on another Web site — http://www.unexplained-mysteries.com. The reaction was so strong there, I have decided to post some of these stories here. More will follow in the future).


In my experience, for what it is worth, there is almost certainly a 100% protection against evil forces on the Ouija Board, now matter how powerful they may be, and that protection is to have a sense of humor when confronting them. Demons or evil spirits simply cannot stand to be laughed at, or mocked, or not taken seriously. I have had perhaps two dozen Ouija Board encounters with beings claiming to be “powerful demons” but they were pretty lame, in my view.

Here is an Ouija session conducted in the year 1978 with one of my college dorm-mates, and I’ll only use his nickname, which was Arlo.

First, some background to the session:

As it happens, we lived on the sixth floor of our dorm, our rooms were randomly assigned, and Arlo was put into room number 666. I was next door in 668. Arlo was into a lot of things. For example, he was obsessed with Jim Morrison of the Doors, who was already dead at the time. Even though this was the year 1978, Arlo was on the cutting edge of the music scene and listened to almost nothing else but Punk Rock, which had just barely emerged then. Of course, he listened to The Doors a lot, too.

Anyway, Arlo thought is was cool that he was assigned Room 666, which, of course, is the “Mark of the Beast.” He felt being assigned this room number was synchronistic because he had long been extremely interested in the topic of demonology. He was amazingly well-read and versed in demon lore –and he was also very up on angelology. Arlo was something of a genius, in my opinion. He was a frail, slender, pale young man with longish thin hair that was just very slightly tinged red. He was a shabby dresser.

We were from different parts of the state, but became good friends because we lived next door to each other, and had a lot in common. He was especially interested in my 10 years of experience of opening channels with the Ouija Board, partly because he had never had any luck with the board. He suggested we hold what he called an “Ouija Seance” in his room, and that we should see if we could contact some demons — Arlo wanted to see if any of the demons knew anything about Jim Morrison. I don’t know why he thought that Morrison should be hanging out with demons in the after life– probably because Morrison was so disturbed in his regular life.

I agreed, but Arlo, the demon expert, insisted that we take some extremely stringent safeguards to protect ourselves from any demons we managed to contact. I considered this to be nonsense, but I went along with Arlo’s plan.

Incidentally, I had no fear of demons or anything similar because of something very strange that happened to me when I was 10 years old. Without going into details, I’ll just briefly say that when I was 10, I was shot through the stomach with a hunting rifle on a bitter cold 15-below-zero day in northern Minnesota. As I lay bleeding to death on the frozen ground, I had an intense NDE-OBE of tremendous scope and variety — that’s all I’ll say about it here, but suffice it to say it gave me what I needed to never be afraid of other-wordly entities. I have written about this experience elsewhere — see my column here if you want to read more about it:


Because Arlo and I had been raised in good Catholic families, we both had access to certain implements — for example, Arlo had a bottle of some mega-powerful holy water. This holy water water was from the grotto spring of Lourdes in France, an extremely sacred sight for Catholics because it is said that the Virgin Mary appeared there — you all can read up on Lourdes if you want to know more about it. Lourdes is also associated with the sightings of fairies.

Arlo’s parents had been to France to visit the holy site and had brought back several bottles of water from Lourdes, and gave a bottle to Arlo as a gift. The water had also been blessed by an old and well-regarded Italian Catholic monk by the name of Brother Arcuri. I won’t go into details as to why the Lourdes water had also been blessed by the saintly Brother Arcuri, but let’s just say this this was some pretty powerful stuff!

It was like the plutonium of Holy Water!

Arlo suggested that we wipe down the Ouija Board with the Holy Water, and then also wash the oracle, or planchette as some call it, before we started our session. He also said that we should both take a sip of the Holy Water, and I agreed to this as well. Arlo used a white cloth which he had purified with the smoke of incense to wash the board and oracle. Arlo also purified his Room 666 with incense and holy water.

My contribution was also an extremely powerful article — which delighted Arlo to no end. As it happens, I had in my possession a pair of candles made of beeswax that were tied into the form of a cross with palm fronds, and these palm fronds were originally from Jerusalem, and were also blessed. This cross of candles had been used during the Celebration of St. Blaise at my church back home — during the Celebration of St. Blaise, everyone gets their throats blessed because St. Blaise is the saint who takes care of throat ailments. (If you are a Catholic, you know all this).

Here is how I happened to come into possession of this particular set of St. Blaise Candles: Most of the time, the Celebration of St. Blaise is held on Feb 3, but one year, Sunday happened to fall on the day before, Feb. 2 — which is my birthday. So the Blessing of the Throat ceremony was held on my birthday that year, and I was acting as our priest’s assistant during the ceremony. When I told him that it happened to be my birthday, he made a gift of the candles to me, after they had been used to bless the throats of about 300 people.

When I told Arlo about this, he was not only pleased, but even more pleased to hear that my birthday was Feb.2. Most people today think of Feb. 2 as Ground Hog Day, but in the Christian tradition, Feb. 2 is “Candlemas” and also the day that the infant Jesus was presented in the Temple. Feb. 2 is also a major holiday for pagans — they call it “Imbolc” which is “the day the light is reborn into the world.” Imbolc literally means: “In the belly of the mother.” Actually, the Christians swiped Imbolc from the pagans and changed it to Candlemas, but I digress.

As it happens, Arlo’s birthday was Feb 3 — one day after mine and St. Blaise Day. We thought this was another good sign, and yet another curious coincidence. However, we were in for an even bigger surprise, because the entity we contacted would tell us something that even more coincidental — in fact, mind blowing, as you shall see.

So, anyway, Arlo had the super-powered-plutonium-grade holy water and I had my super-double-secret-and-extra-holy candles of St. Blaise, which had not only performed the blessing of hundreds of throats, but also synchronized with Arlo’s birthday — and furthermore, the candles had been consecrated not only with holy water, but also with some special kind of Catholic holy oil. We would use these candles to illuminate our Ouija Session.

In short — we felt we were well prepared to confront the demon world on the Quija Board!

After about five days of preparations, we were ready. Another guy who lived on our floor caught wind of our impending session and begged to sit in as an observer. This was Stu, whom I have mentioned before. I told Stu he could be present, but that he would have to do something useful, such as act as the session recorder.

Arlo objected to Stu’s presence on the grounds that he had nothing to bring to the session similar to the holy icons that he and I had. I suggested Stu could partake of the Lourdes holy water, and we could consecrate him with incense. Stu refused this, however, on the grounds that he aspired to be a Rosicrusion, even though he was barely a neophyte of that order and was presently at work on only his third mandamus.

But I was sufficiently impressed that Stu was striving to climb the ladder of the Rosicrusion Order — I reminded Arlo that the word Ouija is believed to come from the ancient Egyptian word which means “Good Luck” and that the Rosicrusions claims their order began in the mysticism of esoteric Egyptian knowledge. Thus, Stu was in.

Note: Even though Arlo and knew that contacting demons via the Ouija Board was forbidden by the Catholic Church, we did not care, since neither of us were practicing Catholics any more — yet, we did not consider that our holy implements would be affected by this. We still had respect for the church and its deep traditions.

And so the big night finally began. The session would start at midnight in Room 666 — present were Arlo, myself and Stu, our Rosicrucian recorder. The St. Blaise candles were lit …. and here is where things started to get slightly out of control, in my opinion.

We were set before the board, and Arlo prepared the holy water drink — I was extremely dismayed to see that he had planned to drink more than holy water. In a small wine glass, Arlo poured about 2 ounces of Mogen David blackberry wine. Into the wine he poured in a small amount of the Lourdes holy water. So far, so good. But then, Arlo added about an ounce of Vick’s Formula 44 cough syrup — and finally, he put in about a tablespoon of — and I’m not making this up — kerosene to the mixture. Then he drank it down in one gulp.

Arlo began to prepare the same cocktail for me, but I stopped him short. I told him that I sure as hell would not be drinking any kerosene tonight– in fact, nor any night. I also refused the wine and Vick’s Formula 44. I was a total nondrinker in those days. I asked only for a sip of the Lourdes holy water straight up, and Arlo was forced to comply. Stu, of course, refused even the holy water.

I finally opened the session:

Ken: Greetings to the vast Underworld! We seek contact with certain entities known in our world as demons. We command you to come forth and speak!

(The oracle immediately began spinning in circles but not spelling anything. So Arlo spoke next).

Arlo: Demons! Stop your dithering! Come forth, and beware! We command total power over you! You cannot refuse us!

(Presently, we started getting letters and words).


Arlo: Our purposes are of no concern to you. We ask the questions. To whom to we speak?


(Note: Arlo said demons never give their names willingly because anyone who knows a demon’s name commands total control over that demon.)

Arlo: Tell us your name, demon!


(Note: Arlo seemed very much taken aback by being called a ‘butter maker.’ I would not learn why till later. Already Arlo was shaken, so I asked the next question).

Ken: Demon, why do you call my friend butter maker?


(Note: I refused to ask Arlo about this, although I wanted to, but I did not want to give the demon the upper hand by obeying any of its commands).

Ken: We ask the questions. You are obligated to answer. Tell us your name!


Ken: Shut up and be compliant. It will not go well for you if you are not cooperative. We will not release you until you do. Will you comply?


(Note: Arlo and I both immediately looked at Stu, who indeed looked very nervous.)

Ken: Although we are indifferent, tell us why you call us crib babies who suck each other’s thumbs?


(Arlo had recovered now, although he was a bit glassy-eyed from his holy water-kerosene cocktail. He spoke next).

Arlo: Demon, we will give you one more chance to tell us your name, or face the consequences!


Arlo: Demon, since you refuse to give us your name, I hereby will name you and hold you to the name I give you, and you will answer to it. I name you Kax!

(Note: After he said this, Arlo wrote the name “Kax” on a slip of paper with a calligraphy pen, then held it up to our holy St. Blaise candles and burned it).

Arlo: Kax, you will now attend to our questioning, and you will not dissemble!


Arlo: Do your best, Kax! Now tell us, Kax, what do you know of the deceased soul of Jim Morrison?


(I jumped in with the next question).

Ken: Kax, you will stop lying and stop speaking in generalities. Tell us specifically what you know about Jim Morrison.


Ken: No. You will answer question according to our will, and for as long as we want. Tell us truthfully about your knowledge of Jim Morrison.


(This really got Arlo’s attention.)

Arlo: Kax, are you telling us that Jim Morrison is not dead, and that he faked his death?


Arlo: Kax, we tire of your insolence! I hereby fine you 10 credits! You are now indebted to me for 10 credits. I will remove one credit if you speak truthfully of Jim Morrison!


Arlo: Stop calling me butter maker! Where does Jim Morrison live? In what location?


Arlo: Certainly you are delusional! I extract only a single credit. You owe us 9 credits!


(Note: Arlo and I were so focused on the board, we had almost forgotten about Stu, but we looked at him now, and indeed, he said that his thumb was now throbbing with pain. He showed us his thumb, and I was surprised to see that it looked very swollen. Stu was very nervous. I told him to get out, but he wanted to stay. I think he didn’t want to look like a wimp, although he probably wanted to leave).

Ken: Kax, you must think we are stupid. We are not. You are stupid. We don’t care about Stu’s thumb, nor ours. I dare you to infect my thumb!


Ken: Kax, why do you keep saying we suck thumbs in the crib? Does this refer to anything significant, and we command you to answer truthfully. We will subtract an additional credit point toward your release.


(At this point, Stu began to moan and groan and was holding his thumb. I told him to show it to me, and was amazed to see it seemed to be about twice it’s normal size. Arlo stared glassy-eyed at Stu’s thumb in the dim light cast by the St. Blaise candles. Then Arlosuddenly turned his head away and vomited. At this point, it seemed to me that both Stu and Arlo were in over their heads, and I decided to end the session).

Ken: Listen to me now, Kax. You are indebted to us to the count of 20 credits. I issue these additional points of bondage as punishment for your mischief. I now command you to go to sleep. You will sleep in a state of unconsciousness for one thousand years. At that point, your debt of 20 credits will be paid in full, and you may awaken. Your name will no longer be Kax. Furthermore, when you awaken, you will disperse your energy and serve only the power of love, and will never work mischief again!

I then took the bottle of Lourdes water and doused the candles with them. I poured more of the water onto the Ouija board and planchette, and then got up to switch on the lights.

Blinking in the harsh electric lights, Arlo looked extremely pale and sick — after all, he had drank wine, cough syrup and kerosene. Stu got up and bolted out the door. Arlo plopped down in his bunk, and I went back to my room to make notes about the whole event.

The next morning, I checked in with Stu to see about his thumb. Stu said he went to the campus medical center, and the doctor told him his thumb had gotten infected — that was because Stu had always been a compulsive nail biter. It seems that a hang nail on his thumb had become infected, probably from bacteria in his mouth. The doctor gave him some antibiotics, and his thumb was cured.

I considered the whole session to be interesting, although something of a disaster. I thought Arlo’s obsession with Jim Morrison was a waste of effort — Kax probably didn’t know Jim Morrison from Janice Joplin and probably only told us anything we wanted to hear. However, something extremely interesting was yet to be discovered. The next weekend, I went home to visit my family. I told my mother about my friend Arlo –whose real name I won’t give here.

My mother was extremely surprised to learn that Arlo was my next-door dorm mate. Mom went into the closet and got out an old black-n-white photo of two three-month-old babies sitting in a crib together. My mom said: “That’s you and Arlo. His family used to live next door to us. Arlo was born just a day after you were. His mother and I were pregnant at the same time, and we used to walk together on the railroad tracks when we feeling bloated or had sore backs. When Arlo’s mother and I got together for coffee, we would put you both in the same crib. They moved away when Arlo was about 8 or 9 months old. His dad was the butter maker at the creamery. It’s amazing that you two ended up being neighbors again almost 20 years later!”

I said: “Yes! That is amazing!”


My Kindle ebook, “The Man in the Nothing Chamber” was written largely by taking dictation from an Ouija board. An entity whom identifies herself as “MOMMY” collaberated with me on writing this science fiction like tale, yet which MOMMY claims contains more reality than one might imagine.

You can find this book here: OUIJA BOARD DICTATED BOOK

30 thoughts on “Ouija Board “Demon Session”

  1. I have such a hard time believing that story, I really do. I think you wrote it all as fake, or at least made up a lot of it. Your friend “Stu” ideolizes the things you want to believe in, and it is really you who bites nails. I’m not calling you a liar, just a good author!

    1. You’ve obviously never used a ouija board, have you? Or, if you have, then it’s not the ouija that you discredit, but, what his calmness though it all? It’s a great story, and it sounds like you’re jealous that his college days were more interesting than yours, doubting thomas.

  2. Ken, just wanted to let you know I read all your ouija stories at unexplained-mysteries.com and enjoyed them immensely. As stated by others, I would definitely pre-order your book on this subject if you were to write one. It is utterly fascinating stuff!!!

  3. ooooh, thanks! his name is Howard Allen Dean. [to ensure that instead of “meow” he says, “byyahhh!” and to act as a conduit for the unwritten literature of Anne Rice; as her birth certificate names her “Howard Allen O’Brian”] eep. I should not be allowed to name animals.

    you know, I only found one of your Ouija stories on UM. if there are more, I’m down for the readin’.

  4. this is really interesting.
    to be honest, i’m terrified of ouija boards, but i have never had a bad experience with one. [thank god *knocks on wood*]
    usually i ask for a particular person. if they’re there, we chat for a little while and its just nice and calm with no angry demons. on several occasions, i’ve been talking to a person i knew a lot about, but asked them questions i didnt know the answers to.
    all except for once, the answer, when i looked it up online, was correct.
    i think that if used in a respectful manner, ouija boards can be great fun. taken seriously, of course. i would never do anything to put myself in danger or angry any of the spirits. if they want to talk they will.
    thanks again for posting this story and good luck, safety, and ‘have fun’ to anyone who chooses to participate in ouija in the future 🙂

  5. Please contact me, Ken. I am writing my third novel, and I would like to chat about fictionalizing some of your blog story.

  6. I would have a much easier time believing this story had you not gone into so much detail about candles,holy water,and all the rosecrusion stuff. All the detail just spells FAKE. or even better,LIE.

  7. Wow thats actually really really interesting. Well the fact still stands that the ouija board works and that there are alot of users out there practicing this without having an idea what to do. I recently created a blog worth checking out for that. Just click on my name

  8. As someone who has witnessed what happened to my 2 non chrsitian friends when they were followed and tormented by a demon after doing a ouija they are now both massively truamatised by the experience.


  9. Hi me and my friend used oujia board in morning and tryed to cal jesus he came and told that i am satan and my frnd is god. Wil spirit of god come to oujio board. Please help us.

    1. No, I doubt the spirit of God will come to speak to you through the Ouija board. Whoever told you that you were Satan was wrong. You should never trust an Ouija board to tell you the truth or give you accurate information. You should just read what it says, but don’t take it seriously. It’s just communication. Just because some “entity” is speaking to you via the Ouija board does not also mean that that entity knows what it is talking about. In my experience, most Ouija entities are full of baloney, although they are entertaining.

  10. hi thanks for helping me….. is it possible to summon spirits in our body using ouija. and you told that that i am not satan.but all the entity i summoned said the same as i am satan devil and bad god plz help.

    1. Is it possible that you are having a psychological problem? I don’t mean to be insulting, but I just want to be sure that you are coming from a standpoint of good mental health. Is there someone you can talk to — like a professional counselor — about whoever or whatever it is that is telling you that you are Satan?

      No, the Ouija cannot summon spirits into your body. This is not possible. When this entity says that you are Satan, this is false information, and you should not believe it.

  11. i agree with you.if single entity said means i can leave that. more than 5 different entity said the same and all refuses to move along with me. it moves only my friend who it said as god keeps his hand and it moved.what is the reason for that.and accidently we let 2 spirits out will it disturb us.

  12. i agree with you.if single entity said means i can leave that. more than 5 different entity said the same and all refuses to move along with me. it moves only my friend who it said as god keeps his hand and it moved.what is the reason for that.and accidently we let 2 spirits out will it disturb us..

  13. oh interesting.
    me and diana were using our ouiji board in her bedroom.
    The only light we had was a candle. We asked if there was a spirit there. And it went to yes, we asked it what its name was and it said patrick, we asked it how old it was and it said 94. We asked it if it was a bad spirit and it said yes. at that point we were scared. it said it was going to kill me and diana and who was closest to me and i got so worried. diana told it to leave us alone … it did for the night but it didnt stop. finally it just left

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  15. Hi,

    I’m a student from Raanana (Israel).

    I have to analyze how much time someone spend on internet.

    There are websites which are a guilty pleasure, but there are websites which only have a visits duration of 40 seconds.

    I would like to know how much time do you spend on internet (day/week/month).

    Thanks for your help!


  16. I played oija alone in an oldhouse I was remodeling and living infor 2 months in Ct. One night I feltI being watched and a Face appeared on the Wall. It freaked me out. I got Bible last Tenant left and started praying and it went away. Something tried to get in house from basement that night leaving claw marks on door jam. Two big trees fell in the yard from the woods behind house together like a bridge and something wrote on the dirty window above the porch with its finger that I couldnt make out. Its true

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