Upon appearing in her living room, he could feel the presence that lurked within the home. With perhaps the right spell and the right goading, the entity would manifest and Blackgate could use a spell to perhaps expel it. Blackgate took a drag of his cigarette as he felt the temperature of the room grow colder. Cold enough to see his breath even. That wasn't a good sign. Whatever was in the house was absorbing Thomas' magic energy. It appeared to be getting stronger. Most spirits fed on emotional energy, this was feeding on magical energy. That wasn't normal. Blackgate produced the amulet from his jacket pocket. The moment he produced the amulet, the temperature changed immediately. Returning to normal. The amulet had done it's job rather well. At least he'd hope so, he'd be very concerned if he'd gotten a bogus amulet. With the room returning to normal, Thomas held the amulet in hand as he took a drag of his cigarette and relaxed as he approached the room she was in.

He was relieved to hear that she was still alive and coherent. Good. He wasn't too late. Granted it only took a few minutes to get what he needed and to shift from his office to her home. He listened as she spoke, saying that the door was still jammed, asking how he'd gotten here so fast. "[b]I used my ability to teleport. I figured you were in danger, so I decided that my distaste to use magic can take a backseat if it means getting someone out of danger[/b]" he said. She probably didn't believe that he could teleport but was there a better explanation. Thomas put his hand against the door and closed his eyes. The presence was definitely holding the door shut. Thomas jiggled the doorknob and pondered for a moment as he took a drag of his cigarette. "[b]Alright. Give me a sec, I should be able to get the door open[/b]" he said. Thomas took the amulet and hung it from the doorknob for a moment. Resting his hand against the door once more, he could sense that the presence that was holding the door shut had left the door. It wasn't permanent but for the time being it would do the trick.

Thomas opened the door and raised an eyebrow as he looked her over. "[b]Interesting choice for attire but I'm not one to judge[/b]" he said with a chuckle. He took a drag of his cigarette and looked around. "[b]Well you weren't kidding. There is definitely something in the house. Something with power, something that is feeding off of magical energy and getting stronger[/b]" he said. He looked to her and spoke. "[b]I'm going to advise that you leave the house. For now anyway. Whatever is here is going to make life very shitty for you and the best course of action for now is to just leave. Is there anyone you can stay with that you trust? Anyone at all? If not than I suppose you can shack up at my place. It may not be the ritz motel but you're guaranteed not to have any demons try and make life any shittier than it needs to be[/b]" he said as he took a drag. It had been a bit of a mouthful but it needed to be said. Something in the house wasn't right, it set Thomas' teeth on edge.