With the night not going exactly as planned, Kat's figures she should at least try to make contact with the other side (And maybe apologize to the gals who were now padding her ass). With the ouija board comfortably resting on her gut, Kat's closed her eyes and asked the spirits in the room to take over... but there was nothing. Kat muttered to herself, wondering if perhaps her friends were right about the whole seance thing being a fraud. Just as she was about to take take her claws off the planchette, she felt a pull...

"WHAT THE HELL, KAT?!!"

The message came through quickly and clearly, her friends obviously taking a firm hold of the board to air their complaints about their unfortunate demise within Kat's bowels. Maybe they should've trusted her in the first place.

Here's the final piece of a comm for the exceptional Englishweasel over on FA. Katarina was a pleasure to draw and I'm delighted to have illustrated this project for you! Thanks so much again!
(,,>ヮ<,,)!

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