Will suffered so often from hallucinations with the so-called "mind torturer" that he became accustomed to the constant voices in his head and his aggressive chatter to himself.

Now the boy was almost tearing his hair out from stress. The forest around was shrouded in red and dark clouds... Тhe smell of dust and probably ash hung around, it became quite cold. Will tried to resist the nagging voice in his head that urged him to kill someone or harm himself.

— NO! I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT!!