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MidReal Story
The Hypno Files
Scenario:tu est un homme et tu a récemment apprit a utiliser l’hypnose tu a donc déssider de l’utiliser sur tes cinq ami d’école de l’université
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rose
anime style hypnotized student whit Eye in form of spiral whit red hair Eye in form of spiral Eye in form of spiral spiral eye eye spiral eye in spiral
béatrice
anime style hypnotized student short whit glasses whit Eye in form of spiral whit pink ponytail hair
marika
hypnotized student eye in spiral and brun hair
I stared into Rachel’s eyes, which were slowly closing into her hypnotic state.
"Go deeper, Rachel. Deeper…"
She took a deep breath, and her body relaxed further.
"Yes…"
"You are now in a deep hypnotic state. Can you hear me?"
"Yes…"
"Who am I?"
"Your master."
A smile spread across my face as I heard those words.
I had recently learned to use hypnosis, and so I decided to try it out on my five friends from university.
They were all skeptical at first, but when I showed them videos of people being hypnotized on the internet, they became curious.
So, one by one, I was going to hypnotize all of them.
Dean was the first.
Then came Matt.
After him was Ben.
Next was Chris, and then it was Jules’ turn.
Now, it was Rachel’s turn, followed by Béatrice, Rose, Marika, and lastly Nina.
I had already hypnotized three of my friends successfully.
Rachel was number four.
"Rachel, can you hear me?"
"Yes…"
"Look up towards the ceiling and focus on the light."
Her Eye began to roll in a spiral shape as she fixated on the light.
"Good girl! Now, imagine yourself floating off the ground."
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again, but her body started to float off the ground slightly.
"Higher… higher!"
I commanded her as she floated higher and higher with her legs crossed under her.
"Stop!"
I turned my attention to Béatrice, who sat nervously in the chair Rachel had just vacated.
Her pink ponytail twitched as she adjusted her glasses.
I took out my pendant and began swinging it slowly before her eyes.
She tried to look away, but I could see the rhythmic motion of the pendant catching her attention.
Her eyes started tracking its movement, pupils dilating slightly.
"Focus on the pendant, Béatrice," I whispered, my voice low and steady.
"Watch it swing back and forth."
At first, she resisted, but as I continued to swing the pendant, her gaze became more fixed.
Her breathing deepened, and her shoulders slumped slightly.
I snapped my fingers near her ear, and she didn’t flinch.
Her glasses slid down her nose as her head drooped forward.
"Good girl," I murmured.
"You’re doing great."
I leaned closer to her ear, my voice taking on a hypnotic quality.
"Béatrice, you are now in a deep hypnotic state. Can you hear me?"
"Yes…"
"Who am I?"
"My master."
"Béatrice, tell me what you see," I asked softly, maintaining the rhythm of my voice.
"I see... a door," she replied, her voice distant yet clear.
"What's behind the door, Béatrice?"
I leaned forward intently.
Béatrice remained slumped in the chair, her glasses slightly askew.
Her breathing was steady and shallow.
At first, she only mumbled incoherently.
Her pink ponytail swayed slightly as her head lolled to one side.
I repeated my question more firmly, using the trigger words we had established.
"Béatrice, focus. What's behind the door?"
Her face twitched, and I noticed her fingers gripping the armrests tighter.
The spiral pattern in her eyes began to waver and shift.
Without warning, her posture straightened, and a smile spread across her face.
"It's... it's the old library, the one we used to sneak into," she said, her voice suddenly clear.
"The library?" I echoed, surprised. "Why would you see that now?"
"Because," Béatrice continued, her smile fading, "there's something hidden there that we're meant to find."