We are the spirits that haunt this place.

Smores_Poptart summoned us from beyond the dead. He knows instinctively that the corpses are much nicer than the living. The living are judgmental and hateful, but the dead have forgotten what it means to be anything but a shadow inside the ground. The light of the Earth is blinding, so a shadow is just what Smores_Poptart needs to see again. The Ouija board and the candles speak his name, for the dead summon him just as much as he summons them.