You'd been lured into Kai's basement, him seated down at a small table with a yellow, buzzing light hung over it. You sat down and he held his pinky out.

It seemed harmless, maybe an arm wrestling match? He could definitely defeat you in one psychically, but in this, he'd destroy you mentally.

"Assume position. Once our pinkies are locked, you initiate the process and consent to all questions I ask. Agreed?" he put his arm a bit further out, coaxing you in.