Welcome to Otherworld.

I'm your host, Jack Wagner.

The story you're about to hear is one that kind of hooked me on the premise alone when I first got the email.

It's about a person named Maggie, who at the time was 25,

and living in her grandma's basement in Denver, Colorado.

At this time, Maggie is mostly hanging out with her friends

who are a bunch of artists that live in a huge house together

and trying to figure out a way to make a living creatively, which can be very hard,

especially when you're young. I know that firsthand. I was in that position myself for quite some

time. And when you're in that position, pretty much anytime somebody hits you up with a job or a random gig that is somewhat creative,

you kind of just go for it, no matter what it is.

And that's exactly what happened to Maggie.

Somebody reached out to her asking Maggie to conduct a seance at a party they were hosting.

She told this person,

thank you, but I'm not a psychic or a medium.

I don't know how to conduct a seance.

And they said, it's okay.

You can just pretend, fake it.

Also, I'm going to be paying you $250 for this. So, Maggie did exactly what I would have done

in that situation and said, you've got yourself a psychic. So that's where this story starts off.

A very unusual, fake it until you make it, example.

But of course, it gets a lot weirder from there.

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