The assistant said to wait, so you wait.

You start to sit up, but the words of the man you assume is the therapist's assistant pop back in to your head, telling you to 'wait right here' You sit back down and stop moving. After a few minutes, a tall, thin man with graying hair walks into the room and smiles at you.

"Hello, Jen," he says. You assume he means you.

"Hi," you manage weakly, noting that your voice comes out low and sultry. Just perfect.

"You look a bit nervous, Jen," he says, looking worriedly at you.

"Well, I-" you try to say, but your mouth and throat stop cooperating with you as you attempt to explain your situation. Sarah was telling the truth after all, you admit to yourself. A million questions start to run through your head. The doctor notices and smiles toothily at you.

"Why don't you relax?" he asks you, and the moment he does a wave of calm crashes through your body. Your questions and worries aren't gone, but it's easier to put them aside.

The doctor catches your posture slackening and smiles even wider. "Good! The hypnotherapy was highly effective, I see."

Uh oh. You don't like the sound of any of what he just said, and hearing it breaks you out of your reverie as you start inwardly cursing your stepsister. You try to get up from the couch, but what you now recognize as the command from earlier holds strong and you can't move yourself an inch.

"Now, let me remind myself of why you're visiting us today..."