"That was all," Vivian said as she walked with Ray to the door. "Just draw whatever comes up in your mind, you don't have to draw for me. Draw for you." She opened the door and looked at the guards. "Ray doesn't need supervision anymore," she said to them. "But once Benjamin is out of isolation I want you to stay with him. I fear Ray may be his next victim."
She turned to Ray, again with a motherly smile on her face. So far it seemed to work, Ray started to trust her. The next step was making Ray realize the spirits she thought she could see were just figments of her imagination. But first she had to try and let Ray see the spirits she claimed were with her were her enemies and not her friends. It would make it easier. She stepped aside so Ray could leave the office if she wanted to. 
"Stay in control of your spirits, Ray," she said to her. "Not the other way around. Don't let them control you, because when that happened they got you into confinement. And remember," she took Ray's shoulder. "We are part of the real world, you and me. The spirits aren't. Okay? I hope you'll find much enjoyment in your art."

[hr]

Benjamin sat down next to Dia. "I don't know what a memopath is, but I don't like the sound of it," he said as looked at her with concern in his eyes. "Do you think Ray is okay? She was outside the office of the psychiatrist... if you and Ari were pulled away from her before she entered, she was there by herself. The psychiatrist plays dirty tricks, she pushed me far enough to lose my temper and now I'm here. Locked up." His fingers dug into his legs. So far he could handle being here, but he didn't know how long that would last. He didn't want Dia to leave, but maybe Ray needed her more. 

[hr]

Marc listened to her and thought about the best way to respond. Obviously she was delusional, maybe schizophrenic or a multi-personality disorder. But he knew that for patients their other personalities, if they were aware of them, were very real to them. 
"I see," he said. "Then I'm glad I found the jazz station, I'd rather hang out with you than the other entity." He glanced briefly to Sara. "What are they like?"