Out of the crowd the hypnotist on stage picked you. You of all people. You’re ushered to come on stage despite your possible nerves about being hypnotized in front of the crowd you once found yourself within. It’s not a small spectacle really.

But the hypnotist takes your hand with such gentleness and grace as they bring you nearer with the slightest tug of guidance from their hand on yours. They make such intent yet caring eye contact with you and speak smooth.

“You’re ready, I can tell.”