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The smile disappeared at once from Victoria’s face like if the slammed door exorcised an evil spirit out of her. By no means Victoria didn’t mean to mock and much less humiliate Anastasia. She didn’t understand what had come over her. She didn’t recognize herself. Victoria drew in breath, covered her face with her hands and sat down into her armchair.

There was an envelope on the dim screen. With no desire Victoria touched the mouse.

Unknown Person: “Well, look who decided to show up… I’m glad that people remember of me when they’re in troubles. Trying to help you. What’s it now? Whom you’re gonna call for? Lucifer again?”

Victoria: “Your sarcasm is out of place. I’ve got a severe problem with my head”

Victoria furiously typing the message.

Unknown Person: “I’ve already noticed it. What happened?”

Vic was looking at the screen, squeezing and cracking her fingers. She felt uncomfortable because of a thought what was going to happen next. What would Sergey think of her after she told him about her imaginary friends? What if he decided that she was crazy? Vic couldn’t bear it.

Victoria: “When can you call a person crazy?”

For a long time Victoria was waiting for an answer, looking at the empty screen and being afraid that she plunged the man into a shock.

Unknown Person: “Two answers. The first is you can call a person a crazy in any way, as we don’t know what insanity is indeed. We can just assume that if someone behaves in a strange way he or she means to be out of wreck. The second is bad one. All are crazy who burn their lives, wasting time on empty things”

Victoria: “So you mean people who hallucinate can’t be called psychos?”

Unknown Person: “What way do they hallucinate in? Distorting walls after having eatenPsilocybe cubensis or phantom of a dead friend?”

Having read the answer Victoria gave a shiver. Phantoms. Sergey also spoke about them. There were either two people with the same symptoms or coincidence. But Victoria stopped trusting in coincidence. She didn’t know yet what it meant. There was nothing by accident in her life. And if there was it just seemed to be by accident and Vic couldn’t get the source of what happened.

Victoria: “I can get the Psilocybe cubensis effect. People who see phantoms… Why can they see them?”

There was silence again hanging for several minutes, echoing in hundreds of hours. The nerves were shivering and waiting for the answers anticipating events. Victoria forgot about it. she was interested in only Sergey’s answer. And he did.

Unknown Person: “Mediums. Witches. Magicians. Psychics and herbalists and all their derivate. This is the category of psychos who can see other people among people. They can see them because for some people they are lying psychos and for others: they have a gift and we don’t know where it came from”

Victoria: “How to understand that it’s a phantom not a hallucination?”

Unknown Person: “Why’re you asking, Vic? Let’s be honest”

Victoria got stuck in a holding mood. Actually, she was afraid of answering anything to Sergey. What if he made fun of her and then call her a crazy fool?

The girl put away the laptop and stared at the wall sadly. There was a fight pro and contra inside. And in 5 minutes pro won having made the girl text the answer.