Lisa is beautiful and fun-loving. At age 25, she lives on love, a little money, a lot of frivolity and mostly her friendship with Linda. They explore the city in search of new adventures during the day, go out together in the evening and dance all night long. Lisa doesn't take any drugs. She doesn't like them, because, as Linda says, "she likes herself as she is. She doesn't want to become someone else chemically. She possesses a totally unique life energy."

But one night, Lisa went out one without Linda. She met a man who was handsome, tall, strong and charismatic. He was dressed like a maharajah silk garments, turbans and golden threads spoke about Hindu gods and constantly talked about Shiva. That night, he invited Lisa to his apartment. A party was winding down. One by one, the friends left. Lisa stayed, fascinated by the man's power, the beauty of the apartment, his knowledge of India. Not long after the magical night, she moved in with him and Linda promptly lost contact with her. "She stopped calling me, but I heard news about her from time to time through friends who frequented the 'maharajah'. She dressed like him, talked about India and religion. It wasn't like her. I was worried."

Linda decided go to their apartment. Dressed as a priestess, tattooed and wearing only silk, Lisa welcomed her. She presented herself as a celestial divinity. From afar, Linda noticed the maharajah. In a calm voice, he asked for silence. Lisa, under pretext that she had to pray, asked her friend to leave. Linda refused and demanded an explanation.

"What's are you talking about? What are you doing? Who do you think you are?" She only got partial answers to her questions, but it was enough: the man told Lisa that he was the reincarnation of Shiva, that she was a divinity and that the child of the gods, Ganesh, had to be born of their union. "His control over her was fascinating," says Linda. "She practically deified him. Thanks to him, she was out of the world of simple mortals. She thought that I couldn't understand. But the more I questioned her, the more tears started to well in her eyes, as if she was becoming conscious of what was happening. But determined to stay in her newfound world, her face hardened and she told Linda to get lost.

Linda left but started to ask around about Lisa's boyfriend. She discovered that on the night they met, the man dissolved a tab of LSD in Lisa's glass, then made her believe that her transformation was natural. "I went back to see her and I told her, 'you were had! That guy drugged you. He's a phony!' But she got mad and threw me out."

A while later, Linda went to a party. She saw the maharajah across the room, and Lisa was not at his side. When Linda asked him what was going on, he walked away without saying a word. The next day, stubborn Linda called him on the phone. A young woman answered who wasn't Lisa. She told Linda that her friend was in the hospital. The day before, Lisa was admitted for psychological damage. Physical symptoms made her believe that she had been pregnant for several months lack of menstruation, swollen breasts, nausea but the pregnancy was imaginary. Lisa wasn't expecting the "child of the gods."