Put her under

"Dorothea, plase shut your eyes," Henry said. "It's paramount for the trance."

"But then I can't see you," she pouted. "Fine."

She sighed and closed her eyes.

Henry began the induction, saying how relaxed Dorothea was, how she wanted to let go, how she felt so free and calm.

Dorothea's head soon slumped to the side, a bit of drool leaving her lips, totally under.