Benjamin felt Dia touch him, he stared at her hand and then at her. "Dia..." He reached out to take her hand. He had wanted her to come and she had come. And she wasn't some kind of invisible entity, somehow she was tangible now. "I'm glad you're here."

One of the guards pounded on the door. "Will you stop talking to your illusion," he spat. "Take you damn pills." He glared at Josh. "And what are you staring at?"

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Marc nodded as he listened, he honestly didn't want to call her insane, but he was inclined to be on board with the people calling her schizophrenic. "She doesn't sound like a person I'd like to meet, so try to stay in control," he said. "We'll have a drink at a special place first and then go to another place for dinner. Is that okay with you?"