You’re in shock.You can’t afford to be in shock.Two parts of himself were having a conversation.You were probably meant to think of yourself as ‘I’ when talking to yourself.

In the doorway stood a figure, light forming a halo around his head.He isn’t really there,Tom told himself.You’re hallucinating.If he could split into different parts that talked to each other, perhaps one of them had gone to the door.‘Major Fox?’ it enquired.So polite, this hallucination.