Relax.
Close your eyes.
Breathe slowly. In. And out. In. And out. That’s it.
Focus on the arm that I am holding up.
When I release it, you will fall into a deep sleep.
That’s it.
So, let’s tackle this phobia. When you wake up, darkness will no longer frighten you. You will take control, searching for a sharp object to slash the nearest person with. Over and over. Until they stop moving. You will forget everything upon encountering daylight.
Now. When I count down from 5, you’ll slowly re-enter the room.
5… 4… 3… 2… 1.
Welcome back, Jason.
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