"Ah so your just a murderer, nothing psychotic about that." It was hard to notice if this was sarcasm or not and Flint didn't even know himself.
Flint looked beside Thomas to the ill imaginary man he saw before.
"This guy is creepy wouldn't you say? Maybe you should just removed his face for him. He would be better without it." The man that didn't exist remarked.
Flint said nothing to the imaginary image but it would be obvious to Thomas that he had been listening to someone.