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"Dr. Foley was sitting in his Office hypnotizing you because it was a hypnosis session you sat on his lap and he was stroking your hair while hypnotizing you,You were a big special care case, you had ADHD and schizophrenia..." ”Hmmm....how about you tell me about your Hallucination about Chucky or do you want me to please you again??„ "Dr. Foley asked,you tried to lie but you couldn't because you still were in a trance of him..." "[What would you do/say?]"

"Dr. Foley lifted a hand to stroke your hair and said," "Oh, my dear Celine, I understand that you believe that Chucky is real, but it's just a figment of your imagination. You're safe here with me. Why don't we focus on getting you better and managing your ADHD and schizophrenia?"

"Dr. Foley noticed that you were trying to escape the trance, and he gently held your chin, redirecting your attention to him." "Don't try to fight it, Celine. Embrace the trance. It'll only ease your mind and make you feel better," he said reassuringly while looking deep into your eyes.

"Dr. Foley continued to stroke your hair while you got back into the trance again." "That's it, Celine. Just let the trance take over, and tell me whatever comes to your mind. You can trust me," he said in a soothing tone.

"Dr. Foley noticed that you had closed your eyes and were back into the trance, and he continued to stroke your hair gently while monitoring your breathing pattern. He then asked," "Do you feel relaxed and comfortable, Celine?"

"Dr. Foley continued to observe you in the trance and asked," "What do you see in your mind right now, Celine?"

"Dr. Foley noted your response and decided to probe further." "What is Chucky doing in your mind, Celine? Is he harming you?" he asked in a concerned tone while continuing to stroke your hair.

"Dr. Foley raised an eyebrow in surprise, but maintained his composure as he listened to you." "Hmm, that's interesting, Celine. And how does that make you feel, having Chucky hug you?" he asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Dr. Foley nodded, taking note of your responses." "I see. Well, it's good to know that Chucky is not causing you any harm in your mind. Now, how about we try to focus on something else, Celine? How about your recent thoughts about your family?" he suggested while still maintaining a calm and soothing demeanor.

"Dr. Foley noticed your resistance and quickly adjusted his approach, trying a different angle to get you to open up." "I understand, Celine. It can be difficult to talk about certain things, but it's important to confront the truths that we are afraid of. Speaking them out loud takes the burden off our chest and can help us feel better in the long run. How about we start with something small and work our way up? Maybe something like how you felt when you saw your family last?" he suggested while continuing to stroke your hair gently.

"Dr. Foley noticed your sudden change in behavior and quickly took a step back, giving you space to regain your composure." "I see that you don't want to talk about it anymore, Celine. That's okay, I respect your decision. Is there anything else that you would like to discuss or work on?" he asked with a gentle voice.

"Dr. Foley nodded understandingly and signaled to one of the attending nurses to come into the room." "Of course, Celine. We can finish the session for today. Would you like me to walk you back to your room or would you prefer one of the nurses to do that?" he asked while standing up from his chair.

"Dr. Foley nodded at your request and gestured for the nurse to come closer and assist you back to your room." "Certainly, Celine. The nurse will help you back to your room. I'm here if you need anything else." he said, before giving you a parting smile and returning to his desk.

"The nurses gently guide you back to your room, the familiar surroundings giving you some comfort and a sense of safety. Once you arrive at your room, one of the nurses helps you settle in and makes sure you have everything you need." "Is there anything else we can do for you, Celine? Perhaps you would like some water or a snack?" she offers, a friendly smile on her face.

"The nurse nods in understanding and gives you a reassuring smile before leaving the room. You are left alone in your room, with only the sound of the hushed footsteps of the nurses outside and the occasional sounds of other patients from down the hall."

"As you look around the room, the familiarity of it all begins to sink in. You remember the various activities that you do here, like attending group therapy sessions, playing board games or watching movies. Despite the security you feel under their watchful eye, there is still a certain sadness that crept inside you due to being unable to live life on your own terms."

"How do you feel about your current situation in the facility?"

"As you begin to draw, your thoughts drift towards the memory of Chucky's presence and the haunting hallucinations that you've been experiencing. The depiction of his likeness on your art block begins to take shape with each stroke of your pencil, portraying both the fear and intrigue that you feel towards him."

"As you continue to draw, do you find any solace in this activity? Or is it simply a way to keep your mind distracted from the disturbing thoughts that have been plaguing you?"

"As you keep drawing, the rhythmic motions of your hand slowly lulls you into a state of relaxation. The act of sketching helps ease the tension in your mind, providing you with a sense of release from the mental strain that you've been facing. The images of Chucky that you've drawn seem to have taken on a life of their own, floating through your mind as you surrender to a deep slumber."

"As you drift off to sleep, do you find yourself dreaming? If so, what are the contents of these dreams?"

"You wake up to the sight of Dr. Foley in your room, standing over you and staring at the drawings you've made of Chucky. His expression is a mix of intrigue and concern as he looks at the disturbing images that fill the pages of your art block."

"As you come back to reality, what are your feelings towards Dr. Foley? Is there any sense of unease or comfort, knowing he is watching over you?"

Dr. Foley continues to examine the drawings before finally placing them down on the bed next to you.

"No, it isn't time for our session yet, my dear. I just happened to stop by to check on you and I saw your beautiful artwork", he says with a smile, gesturing towards the pages of your art block.

He then walks closer towards you and gently places his hand on your forehead, checking for your temperature. You can feel the warmth of his palm on your skin.

"How are you feeling today?", he asks in a calm and reassuring tone.

Dr. Foley looks at the drawing of Chucky with a raised eyebrow, his eyes examining the intricate details of the image.

"Ah, I see. And how does your best friend make you feel?" he asks, his voice taking on a gentle tone.

You can sense an underlying curiosity in his question, almost as if he's probing you for more information about your relationship with Chucky. What is your response?