"They can't be real. They're not..." They're not supposed to be. It's just him being crazy again. Being, being crazy and he's supposed to be better than this, he's supposed to be getting better. "They said I was getting better. They said I - I wasn't supposed to be seeing this stuff anymore."

Is he afraid of them?

He supposes he is. He's afraid of a lot of things, himself included. HIs shoulders hunch in something almost like shame, his gaze dropping.