Maxine watched as the little man climbed up the table and inspected her. Maxine has seen him before, she knows he poses no threat. She focused on what was actually happening, she listened to her boss’s speech. The man, smaller than a real-world dwarf but with the body shape of a normal man, walked closer this time. He came withing feet of where Maxine was sitting. Then he did something he never did before. He spoke.
“I know you know I can see you, you know.”
Maxine glanced at him, he was looking at her in a way that was extremely convincing that he was real. She mustered up the willpower to look away again and refocus.
Something else caught her eye. Across the table, crawling out from the back of Harrison’s head was a spider-like monster of the same size as his head. When it was in plain sight, it only had 6-no, 5 legs, and it had the head of a person. It’s eyes and jaw were missing, blood heavily dripping everywhere, and it’s upper teeth were long, thick, and sharp. It was making a loud, almost telepathic clicking noise.
As always, nobody in the room saw or heard things like this. But something new struck Maxine’s attention. The little man didn’t either. Usually Maxine’s hallucinations are aware of each other, and they almost always cooperate in whatever way they are trying to torture her. Maxine stood there in shock, and then fear.
“Hey,” Harrison whispered, “Are you okay?”
Maxine snapped out of it for a second, “Oh yeah, yeah.” It was hard not to look back at the creature on his head, especially because she is now having a really hard time determining what is real and what isn’t.
The monster crawled down Harrison’s face. made it’s way to the table. Maxine now faced a terrifying monster slowly creeping its way towards her, and a little man staring at her with smug curiosity.
The anxiety reached a boiling point. Maxine sprang up from her chair, it rolling back to tap the glass when it slowed. She briskly walked to the door, trying to maintain her composure.
When she noticed everyone was looking at her, especially her boss, all she could muster was an, “Excuse me,” before she left the room.
Making her way to the building exit for some air, she just now processed the look on her boss’s face. He knows what goes on, a little bit. He doesn’t care to understand, he judges her, and he holds her responsible for her control over it. Sure, HR stops him from doing anything, for the most part. What a smugly irritable look he had on his face. Everybody else had no clue why Maxine did things like this to boot.
“Maxine!” Harrison was running down the hallway after her. “Are you having trouble seeing things today?”