Fairy Tales 3 - Drive him away!

 "Drive him away!"          
                                          
  - So what worries you? - said
 Doctor Lenko. - I don’t quite understand.     
     Mervyn Hinckley opened his mouth, but
 suddenly froze and looked around with a haunted gaze
 all corners of a luxuriously furnished office
 psychiatrist.                               
  - It’s very difficult to describe... - stammering,
 Mervyn spoke. - I need to escape from
 him... we need to save ourselves from him...         
     Doctor Lenko sat down more comfortably in the deep
 sideways on a leather chair and, quickly looking
 stack of papers on the table, chose a small one
 letter:                                  
  - You report that you are being followed by someone
 vision.                                 
  Mervyn desperately threw his hands into the light...
 lo-brown hair.                    
  - This is not a vision! It's real! I see
 every evening at exactly ten -
 large, scaly, with huge red
 eyes!                                 
  He looked around in horror, as if one were describing
 Sanation could bring the monster to life. Then
 with obvious difficulty forced himself to lower himself
 on a chair and, clenching his fists, excitedly
 glared at the doctor.                          
  “There is one simple remedy,” calmly
 said the psychiatrist.                         
  - Which one?                            
  - Drive him awayMr Hinckley. Drive-
 those away.  - Doctor Lenko left a cozy
 chair and walked up to Mervyn.              
  - Do you think it's that simple?          
  - Even if it’s not easy. But this is psycho-
 a logically sound method of getting rid of
 such nightmares. You need to convince your
 Bye, that you don’t believe in any flakes
 the one with huge red eyes created
 tion.  Command him - mentally - to leave. And
 he will disappear.  It all depends on your decision
strength and willpower. - I believe you have
 it will work out.  After all, trying is not
 torture. Try it. This very evening.   
    Doctor Lenko used to go to bed
 early, but the approaching sleep dispersed
 phone call.                       
  - This is Mervyn Hinckley! - excitedly zata-
 the voice on the phone spoke. - I couldn’t help but po-
 stink to you. Monster...                  
  - Well what? - Lenko muttered displeasedly,
 preparing for a teletherapy session. 
  - It worked!  - Mervyn barked.  - I
 drove him away, doctor. It's already a quarter past one
 tsatogo, but there is no trace of him. Isn't it
 wonderful?!                               
  “Wonderful,” the doctor yawned. - If I tell you
 If you ever need me again, call me.   
  And, cutting off the conversation that threatened to drag on,
 thief, hung up.                     
    A minute later, at the head of the bed,
 there was noise. The doctor opened his eyes. monster
 was tall, everything was covered with scales and
 Kalo with huge red eyes.         
  “Sh... shhh...” Dr. Lenko squeezed out.   
  - I'm sorry, smiled shyly
 monster. - I hope I didn't disturb you?
 Mervin sent me...