His eyes froze in place. This Trevan Bennett was an actual medium? Apprehension came first, as his hand slightly shook upon his mouse. No one knew of Tolek's curse--not even his own sister. Even though he was wanting to meet like-minded individuals, Tolek was a private person, but at the same time...he<i><b>was</b></i>seriously interested. It seemed like he was conflicted, becoming enveloped in his own mental battle. Here was someone who didn't seem like a threat, who was reaching out to people wanting to have a little bit of fun at a local haunt. Tolek thought to himself about the last time he had actual fun--probably back to his childhood when his parents were both alive.<br/><br/>Still, meeting a complete stranger was something that the introvert was not all too fond of doing. Tolek decided to unglue his eyes from the computer screen for a moment and lifted his hand off of his mouse; he tapped his fingers on his computer desk, which caught the attention of his little Nata. He turned left, swiveled his dark leather recliner and patted his knee, easing up on his own demeanor, welcoming the kitten onto his lap. He began stroking her a few times before realizing his own epiphany: both him and Trevan have dealt with supernatural affairs. Both shared inextricable fates from what he deduced. Otherwise, there might have never been a chance for Tolek to have registered with TPNC. If he hadn't been so overcome from his past and about the paranormal, then for sure, Tolek could have looked to other hobbies and interests. But here was an opportune chance for him to take. All he had to do was message him.<br/><br/>Trevan picked out a nice location, probably for them to get acquainted first before venturing off into the haunted house. However, Tolek needed to mention that they weren't exactly next-door neighbors. Texas was only the second largest state, and The Woodlands to Austin was at least a two and a half hour drive. The shy Polak just needed to battle his own anxiety. Nata was helping him to some extent, providing temporary therapy for him. After giving his darling kitten some attention, he found a little, fuzzy purple ball underneath his foot and threw it over on the opposite side of the apartment, which immediately caught her attention as she scampered off to chase after it. Then, he slipped his right hand into his pocket and reached for his smart phone. He unlocked it and focused his attention back to the computer screen. He made up his mind.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">"Okay..gdzie(where) is that number,"</span>he spoke softly to himself. Once he found that familiar Austin area code, he began to dial it, but then stopped halfway.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6"><b><span style="font-family:Arapey">"Why are you hesitating?"</span></b> </span>asked a childish voice. His workstation suddenly dropped in temperature by ten degrees.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">"How long have you-"</span><br/><br/><b><span style="font-family:Arapey"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"What do you mean, how long have I been around, Tolek? I'm always around. I come out when I become curious, like now,"</span></span></b>the voice cried out again, this time with more clarity.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">"What if I said I'm going to be calling someone who could help me?"</span>he slowly inflected his tone, with slight emphasis.<br/><br/><b><span style="font-family:Arapey"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Then, go for it!" </span></span></b>the entity beamed. No doubt it had to be<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2F564x%2F0f%2F68%2F3b%2F0f683b21bfd65b30b21a28613663e7d1.jpg&amp;hash=fc48a8d4227204af875541caba912830" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/0f/68/3b/0f683b21bfd65b30b21a28613663e7d1.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> <b>Kassie</b></a>. She was the whimsical spirit who liked Tolek, but it was part of her plan to drain his energy for her own benefit. She was deceptively cute, but needed an actual host to feed off every once in a while. Still, she could tell that Tolek was good to her and protective of her. She remembered the time when Janah, Tolek and her escaped out of the fire. However, only Tolek kept Kassie as a secret, for she was<i>one</i>of the spirits that moved on with a younger Zajac. She was only aware of two others, but she was the predominant one who showed up. If any case, she owed him a big favor and decided to give him more than a helping hand.<br/><br/>Suddenly, his smart phone went wild, instantly dialing Trevan Bennet's cell number. Tolek was beyond astonished and felt defeated since he couldn't detect her physical spirit. He had no choice but to hesitantly place the phone up against his ear and hear the dial tone ring a few times. He mustered up his courage and was totally blind-sighted by where or how she was able to know what he was thinking. Maybe, in a sense...<b>she</b>gave him that push. His pale blues tried hard focusing on something in the meantime as he listened to one more ring on his end; his eyes stopped at the medium's avatar, gazing into his welcoming greenish-blue eyes. They stayed fixated on them until he heard a voice.<br/><br/><b><span style="font-family:Arapey"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"You'll be fine, Tolek. Just breathe, you'll be okay,"</span></span> </b>Kassie reassured him before leaving his presence. His work-space was back to normal temperature; his hand was steady, as he attempted to smile. He was still nervous as heck, but at the same time, he was relieved that he was finally able to reach out to<b>someone</b>.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">"Hello? Is this Trevan? Hey, this Tolek, the member from TPNC. I received your message..and..well..I-I am interested in joining along on your adventure." </span>His introduction wasn't perfect, with the accent and all, but he didn't fumble so much with his words. To him, that meant that he was off to a good start.