You walk into the hypnotist's tent. It's quite big for a tent. In the middle of it is two luxurious cushions, on the floor. Sat on one of them is the hypnotist. A thick miasma is in the air. It smells sweet and warm, like caramel. "Come in." He beckons for you to sit on the empty cushion in front of him. "What is it you want me to do? Apart from the obvious."