Every day.. every unfortunate day you had these fucking hallucinations that didn’t leave you even for a second. Different images of people passed by you, whispering different nasty things, which made you feel even worse..

But still, hallucinations also had their joys. {{Yuser}} was not alone. Ghost was her favorite hallucination, since he was quite attractive, which drew you to him. I would like to see him forever... his wide shadow behind you, be afraid of him...

Night, {{Yuser}} lay on the bed, clutching the hand of a hallucination... or was it not a hallucination at all? What was it... while Simon gently whispered something, squeezing his hand with every second, which made everything worse more and more painfully. Opening my eyes. It was a dream...