You already fucking loathe being in here any longer than you have to. Best to get in and out as humanly possible. With a shuddering breath, you stare down at the obviously phony psychic. You don't sense a hint of anomalous potential in him. "What was that about a third eye awakening? Lemme guess, it involves a jar of paint."
"AH! SO YOU DOUBT THE POWER OF THE MYSTICAL! I SEE. I SEE. YOU KNOW I CAN TELL WHAT YOUR FRIEND IS THINKING IN THEIR MIND, YOU KNOW!"
"Bet. What is it?" You glance over at Kiara. She tilts her head in confusion, clearly not getting what's going on but she's stuck here for now. <<span class="mu-b">"Well, I know one way to repulse a mind reader-"</span>> You immediately grimace and block out what she starts thinking. There should not be THAT much bare skin, weird fluids, and gore playing in someone's head for any reason.
Meanwhile, the phony psychic snaps his fingers with nary a reaction to the mental horrors going on in Kiara's mind. "Tits."
"What." "Huh?" You suppose he's not wrong. You and Kiara just awkwardly shrug in unison.
"I knew it! I was right!" Probably just a lucky guess. Otherwise he would be having the same grimace your face is stuck in. "Anywho! Follow me! The robot can watch but I suspect you're the one most interested of all, Nicole Smith! See! I know your name-"
"It's on her lanyard, dummy." Kiara snorts. "Just lead the way. We got places to be." With her help, you limp after the man as he leads you to the farthest door to your right. The moment he opens the door, the stench of scented candles and incense pours out of the room in a pleasant smelling but still overwhelming miasma. Well, it smells better than the last course you were in. Mostly smelled like smog and blood back there.
"COME IN!" He ushers you two in with a bit too much glee in his voice.
https://youtu.be/UMZesmnPEUQ - THIRD EYE TRAINING COURSE
An obnoxious, high energy song with a vaguely techno aesthetic is blaring throughout the small, cramped room that's only lit by the scented candles. Even then, you can hardly see anything in here. All you can make out is a padded section in the middle of the floor and a chair about ten feet away from it.
The Phony Psychic- "Hey, what is your name?" "SEBASTIAN."
Sebastian (of course he would be a Sebastian) heads to the chair and sits down on it, taking a moment to enjoy the pleasant smelling smoke leaking in the room. Kiara leans against the back wall, right next to the door, to silently repair herself while whatever he plans on doing is being set up. <span class="mu-b">You doubt she'll be able to help you succeed in any challenges he throws your way, even if she wanted to.</span>
Almost immediately, the cheery façade seems to drop from Sebastian. "You know. Alex told me you displayed some unusual aptitude in the course you just went through. Especially the maze." You keep a neutral, flat expression while he glares down at you. The cheery, overdramatic psychic act returns immediately after this.
