Awakening (Patreon)

- …4 and 5. You are now fully awake and aware.
- Mate, that’s fokking…

He gets a bit of apprehension in his eye as he looks at me, still not fully grasping reality.

- I can’t fokking speak strait. It’s yer doing innit?
- Yeah, I said I would hypno you.

He looks past me now, taking in the room. His expression is moving towards disbelief. He can see that it is his room, but so much of it is new to him.

- How did…

Only now is he realizing he is not wearing the same clothes as when he went under. His hands glides over the silky smooth surface of the hooded adidas track top and the Nike joggers. He turns towards the mirror. The face is going through so many emotions as he is trying real hard to figure this out. His hand is touching the short short buzz, the douche beard, his face and one of the ear studs.

- This isn’t funny, you cont. Ye made ye point. No make meh see mahself propa, and speak propa.
- I meant it when I did say I would fuck you over to get even. You are seeing yourself.
- That’s no way hypno can do tha. I must be down sevah stones.
- You’ve lost weight all right. You weren’t gone just 2 hours or something like that. At first I was thinking I should do like a week, but you are so easy to control I just kept it going. Made you start footie. Made you start smoking. Made you sell the computer, the board games, the figures and buy a quad instead. Had you piss off your old mates, and get some new ones. Made you talk like a sheep-fucking scally scot. Good luck getting rid of that.

I could see that he was on the verge of tears now.

- How long?
- 7 months, about. I wanted to make sure you tanked the GCSE before bringing you back. Don’t worry. You don’t need it for your grease monkey job though.

He just sat down and stared into the wall, overwhelmed.

- You know what? I’ll do this one thing for you. I’ll come back tomorrow, after you’ve had some time to think this over. If you beg nicely I’ll let you remember what you did during the past half year.

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