As Vivian made her way into her room, she thought about what that man said about learning a lesson. She wasn't sure if she got the lesson or message or whatever, but she was thankful for the calm that he had brought.<br/>"Mikasi..." She pondered aloud. "Thank you, who ever you are." Was he a spirit guide? A figment of her own imagination? Whatever he was, she wouldn't mind seeing him again. He made her feel calm and relaxed, driving her fear away with a simple gesture such as offering his hand to her. A soft smile crept on to her face when she thought back to what he had said about the coyote; she really liked that animal, for some reason. He seemed to exude that same calm demeanor.<br/>She sat in the dark of her room alone, rolling over on the bed to bury her face into the pillow, sighing audibly. Could this night get any weirder?