Reed knew he wasn't hallucinating — there was something there. The question was why he couldn't detect it. Whatever it was, it was not part of the living world in the normal sense.
His hidden eye had come up short and so had his natural, physical senses.
How is this possible? What the hell is it? Why am I unable to…
"Because she's not alive. Your hidden eye detects the lifesigns of living things by means of the Anima fluctuations. You notice the shapes, patterns, and waves — the distortions that living beings have on the ambient Anima of the world to see that which might be hidden…" said Lacrima.
She? Who is she? asked Reed as he entered the room in curiosity. He looked around as he cautiously inspected Velvund's room, and muttered, "Man, what a mess... is this place is a crypt for books, or a bedroom?"