So what happened next? Well, several hours had passed. I was just laying there, wide awake, my mind trying to organize the bizarre thoughts that were forming. My eyes focused on a yellow piece of paper on the floor. Oh that's right, there were flyers for last nights performance. I sat up and stared at it for a moment, almost afraid to pick it up. This meant it was real, this meant HE was real. I slowly stood and reluctantly walked towards it, I was afraid to look, I didn't even bother to last night. I don't even remember taking one. As I picked it up I noticed the poor quality, the black ink just appeared muddy against the yellow background. Then I saw his picture, barely recognizable from the poor copy job, but his full name was there, Tigan Fantoma. Suddenly I wanted to know everything and let's face it, in this day and age, everything isn't hard to find.
I sat at my laptop, questioning why this was so important to me but soon my fingers were typing his name into the search bar, I took a deep breath before hitting enter...... click, the page was soon filled with all the information I could ever want, yet not enough. Link after link, Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, I didn't know where to start. I didn't want to click on the videos of his performances, to be honest I was too scared. To me it would be the same as sitting down at the Ouija board, seeking answers and inviting in a chaotic entity that you cannot rid yourself of.
I found his bio. He was born in Romania, moved to Los Angeles as a teenager, and has been playing the cello since he was old enough to grasp the bow. I began scrolling through picture after picture, each more stunning than the last, what was I doing? I wanted to look away but I couldn't. I came across his Facebook page, I assumed he would have a "fan page" but this was a personal page. Very little was publicly visible here and it was making me insane. He had thousands of Twitter and Instagram followers but anyone could view those profiles, I wanted to see what wasn't readily available to everyone. Why? Was this going to make anything different? I was just going on subconscious movements by now......... click, I had sent a friend request. My mind screamed, "What did you do that for? He has no idea who you are!". I don't know I just wanted to see what would happen.
While waiting for a response, I continued scrolling through his pictures on other social media sites. I noticed something carved in his cello, it read "Gypsy Ghost". In another picture I saw the same words on its case, I was confused for a moment but a brief entry into a translator and my question was answered. This was his name, Tigan Fantoma is Romanian for Gypsy Ghost.
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