“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.” DissociationPsychosisTraumatic ExperiencesHallucinationDissociative PartsDissociatedDissociative State Book:Moskva Source: Moskva