Her lips formed a thin line as she remained silent. I hesitated – did I need to explain anymore?
"I see," She finally said. "What did the voice tell you?"
I hesitated. "Well," I fiddled with my hair. "It spoke my name."
Mother looked rather worried – and expression she seldom showed. "I see," She said once more. "Was this the first time you say this… figure?"
"I thought I saw something last night," I said hesitantly. "It was probably the same thing." I massaged my temples. "I'm just constantly tired and haven't been sleeping well at all. That's probably why I'm hallucinating." I made a vague gesture towards the sea. "I'll call inspector John and ask him to arrange something in the hospital."
Mother shook her head. "No, don't do that."
I raised my brows as I shot her a surprised glance. "What? Why not?" Hallucinations and lack of sleep wasn't something to be taken lightly. What if this got more serious and dangerous?
