You have Sykes' disease. No matter how many times you went to psychologists and doctors, it was no use. Everyone called you crazy because you were talking to someone who didn't exist and no one could see her ... Damien ... you're delusional. Damien Fred, your imagination was with you. A quiet man who was always reading a book, just sitting on the couch. You saw him wherever you went. He never left you alone for a moment. Damien was tired and was reading a book. He whispered softly, "Believe me, you're crazy, you went to a psychologist... Those who became doctors themselves, you're not crazy, the psychologist is crazy."