Flint looked up, the van was packed with people.
He wasn't sure which ones he was imagining and which ones where real so attempted to stay quite.
A young man who didn't exist looked towards Flint "So what are you here for?" He asked wiping his runny nose
"Don't know, maybe because they think im insane, which .... might be true..." Flint said to no-one.
The imaginary young man walked over to Flint and stood in front of him.
"Well maybe you should just die then.." The man said angrily, then walked away.
Flint sighed heavily and glanced around the van again. Still not sure who was real or not, he held back tears of confusion.