The thing about having semi-psychic powers -"Animal-Like Instinct" as my boss calls it - is that you never know what you will get in the form of "sense". Take now for example. There is nothing in the room – yet – but the top of my skin is tingling all over, a red light in my internal radar in flashing 'WARNING! WARNING!', and all my instincts are saying "Don't just sit there retard! Get up and run like heck!" but, of cores being me, I completely ignore all this and stay. Ain't it ironic?
Now don't get me wrong. I'm not stupid, really I'm not, just…determined. Although my boss seems to think otherwise, and frequently reminds me of it. But me staying in this room is the one time I have to agree with him no matter how much it kills me to do so. 'Cuz if you where in a room the size of a box, all alone with no one on the same third floor as you in a potentially haunted house, and when your intuition is usually right on the dot, would you stay? Most likely not. But I did. Of cores I did.
You would think that I would learn by now to actually listen to my intuition every once in a while but no. I don't. Which is why I am currently cold to the bone and frozen to the spot. Because of my determination and curiosity. Well, as they say, curiosity killed the cat.