Hypnosis In Another World Novels & Stories

I wished to run but I couldn't even speak for I was choking on my own blood. Ezra might had shook from his hypnosis for he pulled away from me regarding me with furrowed brows for he was still in dilemma of what he had done. When his eyes encountered with mine, his eyes widened as he processed his doing. The hold he had over me loosened indistinctively whilst my limp body fell down. The direct hit added agonising sharpness to my already burning body. I couldn't process anything whist hearing loud voice of males. Their eyes broadened as they inspected me with a perceptible shock in their eyes.

What the hell are they doing to me? How do I feel as if they are going to do something terrible to me, what fucking hypnosis, is that the kind of hypnosis I imagined? Wait, I seem to remember someone telling me that Madman was a psychiatrist before he came to Sin Pack, a psychiatrist who could turn people into psychopathic murderers through hypnosis. Should... He's going to... My hand shook with fear. I barely moved when I felt Hansel pinch my pinkie. Pinch, release, pinch again, and so on, as if playing with a kitten's pad.

The aurora still painted the sky beyond the glass dome, but the hum of resonance now pulsed faintly through the marble floors — slower, deeper. Sørensen entered quietly, carrying a steaming cup of tea. “Half the planet’s asleep,” he murmured. “Hospitals, cities — even the satellites are showing synchronized REM patterns. It’s like the entire biosphere’s breathing in unison.” Anya accepted the cup absently. “And the ones still awake?” “They report visions. Memories that aren’t theirs. Some call it communion. Others call it possession.” Anya exhaled. “We always feared losing control. But maybe that was the point. Control was the illusion.”

Lena heard her speak normally and quickly pulled away, holding her as she looked her over and asked, "Do you feel any discomfort? Does your head hurt? Or have you remembered anything? Have you forgotten a lot of things?" Anthony said that his hypnosis was meant to make people forget all their pain and only remember the good things. Lena didn't believe he had what it took. Margot frowned and appeared a bit sluggish, possibly due to not having eaten for a while, and said weakly, "It seems like I remember everything now." Lena was surprised. "Really? Do you know where I'm from?" Margot smiled. "Aren't you the apprentice of the miracle doctor we went to the mountains to find?"

"Your thoughts matter too. Just think about it while you lock eyes with whoever you want to hypnotize and boom, he or she would be." "We want to hypnotize every were-creature, remember? Would we begin to look everyone in the eye? That would be really stressful." Alpha Janus frowned and Mr. Wilkinson gave him a cocky grin. "What if I told you that I had hypnotized everyone on my way here," Mr. Wilkinson said and Alpha Janus widened his eyes in shock. "What do you mean?" "That in an hour, everyone in the wereworld would live for me. They'd do whatever I ask them to."

In an instant, a murderous glint flickered in my eyes. Noticing the violence in my stare, Jared rubbed the back of his head and lifted both palms in surrender. "Look," he paused, letting out a sigh. "I can't do another session. Hypnosis isn't some fucking therapy session. We're even lucky it was sucessful. If I proceed with another session Her body won't withstand it. Another session could kill her." "What do you mean kill her?" I frowned. "She was resisting initially. Her brain could resist further, tampering and causing memories to return in violent, chaotic flashes, triggering seizures or even worse—psychosis." The old man informed me as I stepped forward furious.

With the ongoing turmoil in my mind, I wasn't in the mood for jokes. "Stop. Turn around." Strangely, I instantly obeyed his command. I froze in my tracks and turned to face him like a trained soldier. My brows furrowed in confusion. "What did you do to me?" He shrugged. "I simply made you useful. It's a spell that binds you to me. I can control your thoughts. Tell you what to remember and what to forget. The humans call it hypnosis but mine is more advanced." I felt my heart sink and my eyes widened when realization dawned upon me.

Nathaniel asked where was Zion at before walking over. "Noah grabbed Nathaniel's arm and said with a deep voice, ""Well, I'm hypnotizing him so it is best if you don't make any noise to avoid accidents. You also know that the best psychological therapy for mental injuries after shooting is hypnosis. This is a crucial period and today's the last day, so you shouldn't...""" I know. Nathaniel forced himself to calm down. Nathaniel was looking at Zion from the window. He saw Zion lying on the bed with his eyes closed and it was obvious that he had entered a hypnotic state. Barney was by his side while holding his hand.

"Miss Jackson, are you sure you want to undergo hypnosis? You should know that once it begins, it's irreversible. Your body will be controlled by an alternate personality, and you'll fall into a sleep from which you'll never wake up," the doctor asked gravely over the phone. "Yes, I'm sure," Nina replied calmly. Before the call ended, there was a sudden noise at the door—Lucas Spencer had returned. Nina hung up and silently walked to the living room.

Time was ticking, and somehow I felt that figuring out the source of these visions might help figure out how to stop something horrible before it happened. “Alright,” Dr. Rhodes said with a sigh. “Do you have a comfortable place to lie down? And can you dim the lights?” “Yes.” I dimmed the lights, leaving only my bedside table lamp on, and then quickly laid down on my bed. “I’m ready.” For the next twenty minutes, Dr. Rhodes slowly guided me into a state of hypnosis. I pushed my mind to open up to the idea, but for a long time nothing happened, just like the last time that we tried. In fact, I was about to call it quits again when I suddenly felt a change inside of me.