
"Dameleon..." But then the infected mind that was chasing me came again. I was scared and panicked. "No..."
"Monica! Lookatme! Count the numbers with me! Follow me! One, two....Say it! Count the numbers with me, breathe! One, two... Imagine the sequence of numbers! One, two..." He told me to turn my mind to a sequence of numbers, that's how to get me out of this panic attack.
When I managed to compute, I imagined the sequence of numbers and Andrew directed me to think of something else. This panic attack can slowly subside "Good, tell me what color the sky is..." The other transfer continued...