The Hypnosis App Was Fake Novels & Stories

“I remember I was chucked in the pool in Magaluf, I nearly…” “Drowned? You weren’t and you didn’t. We gave you that story. You’ve been coming here every month for the last twenty years. You don’t know you do it; it’s an impulse we’ve programmed in you. Every time you’re here we hypnotise you into believing you’ve done these things; refresh the images we want you to remember. Then we wipe the visit so that when you get home its as if you’ve never left. Otherwise you might do something extremely regrettable.” My mind was reeling; this was kidnapping, mind control, mad…definitely illegal.

I opened the app store and typed in “séance.” Stupid. I knew it was stupid. But I didn’t have a dusty old Ouija board or some gothic medium on speed dial. I had my phone. And right now, it was the only thing between me and the silence. I picked one with decent reviews: “SpiritLink: Connect with the Beyond.” It had the kind of silly interface you’d expect, candles, a board, swirling letters. But it said it used “energy-sensitive microphone response.” Whatever. I just wanted a way to call him.

Doubt gripped me. “It’s true that you’re the only one who can help Sean with his sleep disorder, but I can’t live without him since I love him so much. And you’re naive. You panicked after sleeping in the same bed with your uncle and believed everything I told you. Now that you’re about to die, I shall tell you the truth.” She looked at me disdainfully as if she could easily kill me. “The so-called treatment I gave you was merely hypnosis, while the pills you took were really for sleepwalking. Only that their side effect is that you’ll get stomach cancer if you take them long term.”

For a long moment, all I heard was the hum of the air conditioner and the thud of my own heartbeat. Hypnosis....They had not just taken her. They had reprogrammed her. “Do you know who did it?” I asked, my voice low, almost too calm. He shook his head. “No, but whoever they were… they were good. Professional. Possibly foreign-trained.” Foreign.

"Are you hallucinating from the pain, Callum? Do you think you can scare me with a fake app that triggers a red pop-up? Who do you think you are? My company is about to get an IPO on Nasdaq, and is estimated to be worth a billion!" Yvette walked up to me, showing off her bright, red, polished nails by poking me on the shoulder. "You're just a man who is leeching off me by loitering in my company. How do you plan to bankrupt me?" Henry leaned in close to me to point his phone's camera right into my face. "Look at him, fam! This poor bastard even came up with a pointless app to pretend he's the big man! Did you see what that app said? 'Funding has ceased'? That's a pretty impressive effect. Di

“Who prepared the medicine? Who confirmed my pregnancy? Who is helping me fake my pregnancy symptoms?" "You don't want this? Then let's stop this," she challenged. She leaned close enough that only I could hear her. “If you stop helping me, I'll tell them your secret." My hands trembled. “They won’t remember that you were threatened.” Her smile widened. “They’ll remember that the Pack Physician lied about my pregnancy… prescribed the medicines… and helped me fake a damaged mating mark.” “So tell me, Ania…” She leaned back. “Who do you think they’ll believe?”

Holy shit! That was when it hit me like a tsunami. When Miss Kim started flirting with me back in America, I had been waiting to see her grandfather for almost two weeks. I causally hypnotized her out of boredom, and malice. That day, I gave her an induction, and made her believe that two of my bodyguards were ‘Huracio.’ They had fun, but there was no sex between them. Just some teasing and flirting. When bringing her out of the hypnosis, I had instructed her to fall into a deep sleep right after having the most powerful orgasm of her life. I instructed her to wake up and remember everything as a dream.

I asked my new bodyguard. " Yes ma'am, where you go, I go. " She said to me. She was taking me to the therapist I have been seeing and we have been speaking about a lot of things. The last time I was her we talked about trying a holistic approach to getting my memories back, she suggested hypnosis. I was not too crazy about the idea given the fact that I am carrying a lot of secrets, secrets that aren't mine to share. Hypnosis is dangerous because I won't be myself, in that moment the doctor would be in total control of my mind and I don't like that.

Just one more thing to add to my never ending list. "No. Not suicide. And please tell me you're kidding." She didn't say anything. "Can you just pretend you didn't say that?" Mindy nodded her head yes. "Great. So, she believed the entire fraud website hack, which I was certain she would catch." The beta app had more muted tones on the laptop but this was like a carbon copy of the phone app on the desktop. She's smart. "How many days has it been?"

Zayne had enough insults from Angeline and Josie, so he went over to Jenson to seek solace. “Jens, I heard that you used hypnotism on your Grandpa Jacob today and made him confess to a lot of secrets that shouldn’t be told. Is this true?” Jenson replied, “It’s true.” “Is hypnotism that magical? How about trying it out on your uncle here? Let me feel the magic too,” said Zayne impatiently. Jenson walked toward Angeline and sat down next to his mommy. Then, he carefully placed his head on his mommy’s knee and acted coyly. “Is the baby nice to you lately, Mommy?”