He had always been a good boy. However, odd things always happened to him. Once, when he got mad, the world started flickering around him. Afterimages showed up in his darkening vision, superimposing shadows, dark dreams, and evil things. When he regained control of his body, however, the room was very… interesting, yes, that was the word. The drinks were upside down. However, the water stayed in them even though they were upside down. The floor had long gouge marks in it that came to form a giant spiral. The plants were all withered. Almost everything looked decayed.
Their first encounter came when he slept after a particularly long, tiring day. After he fell asleep, his consciousness returned to him once more, but he was in a different realm. It resembled his room, but everything was distorted to form a spiral, the very same spiral on the room he had destroyed.
The spiral then started to move in a hypnotic pattern, and an average-looking man rose out of the spiral. The spiral then seemed to spin right into the man's chest. However, the man looked as if nothing happened.
The man said, "Hello. You may call me Mr. C. No need to introduce yourself, I have always been watching you from the recesses of your mind."
He was shaken by this. However, he was prepared to believe anything because he had always been a great fan of fairy tales.
Mr. C said, "Before you ask a load of questions, you should know that I can control time, space, and the mind. The spiral emblem represents- well, it means we are in agreement. I have been making my home in human minds since, well, I don't know. Just a long time. Well, will you let me nest in your mind? You will also be able to use my powers. I can talk to you in your mind while you are in the real world and you will be able to visit me in your mind any time you want to. You will never be alone. Think about it."
He contemplated things just to take it all in, then nodded. Instantaneously, the spiral formed, almost like a tattoo on his stomach. It sort of tickled.
Mr. C answered his unvoiced question by saying, "What happens in your mind stays in your mind. The mark of the pact will not show in the real world."
The spiral started to undo and Mr. C started to sink into the floor again, which made a spiral pattern again.
After their encounter, Mr. C started to commune with him in his mind while he did his own things.
Yes, Kevin had always been an odd boy.