"And now you're inside my head as well? You remind me of my mother with every moment passing. Especially in the heinous bitch way."

Bach wanted to find a knife, anything to flail himself and save his body from this stupid rash or whatever it was. But blood might be the crazy lady's trigger and it was horrible to get stains out of his fanciest clothes.

"Just my luck that I know someone who can really help." He gave her a short nod and got back on the stage again, gathering his things.