Robin visits the Hypnotist

Robin made quick work of dropping off his stuff at the laundromat. After tossing his clothes into a washer, he rushed back to his car. All he wanted was to get back and undo what happened to John. Hopeful there was just a phrase he could say or something. That would certainly be the best-case scenario. Worst case? He wasn't willing to dwell on what the worst case would be. He didn't know if he could put up with anything else like the bathroom event that morning. The way his smooth skin was rubbing under the fabric of his clothes was hard to ignore but he pushed it out of his head.

At the hospital, Robin filled out some sign-in information and was issued a visitor's pass. It took him a while before he could locate the room but he found it eventually. He poked his head in and saw the resting form of the man from the night before.

“Uh, hello?” Robin half-whispered.

Bloodstone turned his head and attempted to focus on Robin but it was clear that he was still not exactly “with it”.

“My name is Robin. I was with a friend last night...at your show,” Robin stated.

Bloodstone studied Robin and nodded his head slowly. Robin hoped that that was a good sign.

“I, uh, hope you are feeling okay...um, anyway. You hypnotized my friend and he hasn't been acting normal since. He thinks I'm his...girlfriend...I need your help. How do I fix this? Will it just go away on its own?” Robin said getting more agitated explaining the situation.

“Bloodstone turned away and started to reach for something at the bedside. He was slow and weakly strained, so Robin got up and saw he was reaching for a pen and paper pad. Robin grabbed it and handed it to the man. Bloodstone took it and started writing.

Robin sat patiently, waiting for the instructions on how to fix john, relieved that this was going to be over soon. Bloodstone scratched on the note pad with the pen and then handed it to Robin when he finished. Robin excitedly took it only to come crashing down as he read.

“Thank you, Robin. Having such a pretty young lady visit me was a bright spot in my day. -Drake Bloodstone”

Robin couldn't believe what he had written. He looked up and saw Bloodstone close his eyes and fall back into his pillow.

“No. Listen. I'm not a girl. Clearly! Jesus, you fucked up my friend. Help me fix it!” Robin pleaded.

Unsurprisingly, a nurse came into the room and ended this visit after Robin's outburst. Robin was ushered out and found himself standing outside of the hospital entrance.

“What am I going to now?” he asked his reflection in the shiny glass door.

He frowned seeing that the shampoo he had used had a curling effect on his hair, which now framed his face in a feminine manner.