Somehow - none of them really knows how - they're standing around the table on which sits the Ouija board.
"Communicate." Harry repeats uncertainly, unsure whether or not he has said it before, perhaps once, perhaps many times. He is aware that the word has been inside his head for a long time.
The wine glass on the table suddenly moves. Ryland recoils backwards, Maya's hand flies to her mouth in shock. Harry reaches his hand out towards the glass but stops. The wine glass hovers a millimetre or so above the surface of the board.
Then slowly it spells out "Ask."