Something Evil This Way Comes

A few days ago I put on my mad scientist smock and made what is commonly called a ghost box ( http://angelsghosts.com/ghost_box ) .

It's a simple hack using a Radio Shack pocket radio. I'd bought one a few months ago, paying good money without realizing how easy it was to do myself. (I payed %55 for one off e-bay, this one is the same damn thing but I only paid $30 for the radio, spent 5 minutes of my time to remove 6 screws and do a little Voodoo to.) And by do a little Voodoo I mean I bent a wire. It's that simple.

If I had an inkling of sense I'd be selling these things on e-bay at $55 (Plus shipping) a pop. But God did not grant me that sense.

So now I'm sure you're all wondering if the thing works. I have no idea. I used my last one out in my old cotton field and scared the bloody hell out of my niece.


She was mortified and crying while I was laughing my ass off talking to the thing. She finally demanded that I take her back to my house and spent the rest of her trip not sleeping, which was not an easy task given that it was another week or so.

So, what did the box do that scared her so bad and made me laugh?

Here's a transcript of my "Conversation" with it:

Me: What's your name?
Box: Lucifer

Me: What's your name?
Box; Satan

(At this point I figured it was an anomaly, so I continued asking the same question)

Me: What's your name?
Box: Satan

Me: What's your name?
Box: Lucifer

(Obviously me and the box were going in circles at this time and it was just giving me random names for Beelzebub. There's no way in hell Satan was sitting in my cotton field talking to me through a modified Radio Shack radio.) I decided to throw it a curve with the next question and see if it answered "Satan." It didn't.

Me Where are you from?
Box: Fire

By this point my poor niece was in hysterics and crying like hell. I was laughing my ass off. I got to ask it one more question before she flipped out and demanded to be taken home.

Me: Is it hot where you come from? (Oh c'mon, did you really think I was going to ask it the meaning of life?)
Box: Yep.

That did it. My niece freaked out and demanded between the tears that I take her home. To this day she can't understand why I was laughing so hard.

I'm a horrible uncle.