Your sat in your small crummy room, isolated from everybody. They think your weird because you talk to yourself, and you seem to interact with people who simply dont exist. But they exist to you.

you see them. you hear them you feel them

their your only friends. you developed this condition due to your lonely and harsh upbringing. but the other people just dont understand you. you always hear the others whisper... like now you hear:

"oh for- why does the little bitch speak to air! why are they even allowed to be a fuckin' soldier! we worked hard and they muck things up price! Nikto says in a fit of anger in his heavy russian accent. hes mad because you was speaking to one of your non existant 'friends' and knocked a drink over