Interrogation

"Right come with me." The woman demanded. She opened the bathroom door and gestured for Vanessa to follow. Vanessa wiped the tears from her face and walked down the corridor. She was lead into the lounge, which was very victorian looking with a baige and dark green style. "Stand there." The woman pointed to the middle of the lounge.

Vanessa did as she was told and stood with her arms by her side. She saw a camera setup on a tripod infront of her. She panicked, not wanting any of this filmed but especially not with her looking like she does! "Oh pleasthe don't film me! I'm naked and I look awful!" Vanessa complained. "You will only speak when spoken to!" The woman yelled, she sounded authoritative all of a sudden.

The hypnosis made Vanessa nod her head and stand in silence. Internally, she was raging. The woman took a seat behind a desk next to the camera, facing Vanessa. "Okay, state your name please." She asked. "Dumb dumb." Vanessa humiliatingly responded, she closed her eyes with shame and sheer and utter embarrassment. "No not the nickname you've been given, your real name." The woman reiterated.

Vanessa reopened her eyes, terrified to look at the camera. "Vanesstha Sthinclair." She stated, hating how it sounds in a lisp. "Good, now why are you here looking like you do Vanessa?" The woman asked. "Becausthe I've been naughty." Vanessa responded, she hated saying that word. "Indeed you have. Now I need to determine how you are to be treated, how many offences have you committed since arriving at the carnival?" The woman asked.

Vanessa gulped, in her head she believed she was in the right for all of them and thus didn't think they were offences. "Ummm I'm unsthure how many." Vanessa responded. "Well list them." The woman responded, she seemed impatient. Vanessa's hypnosis took over, much to her disgust. "Well I broke into a children'sth play area, I upsthet a magicthian, I sthigned my life away, and I tried to sthteal a woman'sth clothesth." Vanessa admitted, angry she was **** to do that.

The woman wrote a few things down in her notebook. "What's your age Vanessa?" The woman asked. Vanessa wanted to verbally destroy the woman for asking such a question, you should never ask someone their age. "38." She automatically responded. Vanessa cursed at herself, furious that she gave her age away so easily. "Okay so you have four offences, which mean I will half your age four times to give you a new age that I will treat you as from now on." The woman explained.

Vanessa gulped again, four divisions was a large amount. She couldn't do the math, so she waited nervously for the woman to finish calculating. "Okay so that calculates to 2.37, but I'll round that up to two years old!" The woman told Vanessa. The naked former CEO could only stand and wander what on earth that meant for her.

"Now, your new age means you cannot be trusted to be on your own, do you have a parent or guardian?" The woman asked. Vanessa thought hard about this question, given her parents were dead and she used to live independently. She thought if she said Claire as an option this might get her out, but her hypnosis had other plans...