Stewart Estate, study.
Nathalie sat in the chair, quietly watching Almos from across the table. He was fussing with his little wooden box,
carefully setting out his odd collection of treasures in a neat line.
From left to right: a brass hand mirror, a silver pocket watch, an old abacus, a glass of mysterious dark drink, and
a white candle.
Nathalie shifted in her seat, a trace of worry in her eyes. "Almos, is there any chance hypnosis could go wrong?"
Almos looked up at her. "What kind of 'wrong' do you mean?"
"For example, what if I'm trying to recover lost memories and end up losing even more?" She couldn't stand the
thought of losing Nathan again.
Almos paused, frowning in thought. "Hypnosis is like running a science experiment. How well it works depends
on the person doing it, the environment, and every little step. If anything goes off track, the results can get...
unpredictable."
Nathalie shot to her feet, hands planted firmly on the table, her whole presence radiating command. "Almos, you
have to get this exactly right. If you makeforget someone important, | swear you'll regret ever stepping foot
in Stewart Estate."
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Nathalie sat back down, smoothing her sleeve, her face cool and serious. "Almos, last tyou hypnotized me, |
asked you to erase Cameron and Greta from my mind. But how did that turn out?"
Almos kept his eyes on the table. "There was a... tiny error."
Nathalie's glare was sharp enough to cut glass. She said each word with chilling precision. "If you screw this up
again, I'll make sure your little magic act ends here for good."
Cold sweat broke out on Almos's forehead. "Ms. Nathalie, | promise no mistakes this time."
Nathalie glanced at the doorway, where Lizzy stood guard. With Lizzy nearby, she felt a little steadier.
"Let's get started," Nathalie said, her voice light but firm.
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Almos snapped into action, lighting the candle with shaking hands, then grabbing a pen and sketching a strange
pattern on the desk. He the candle in the center and explained as he worked, "This candle will help guide your
soul back to where you need to go. But you won't have much time. Once you find what you're looking for, you
have to cback right away. If you stay too long, you might not make it back at all."
Nathalie nodded. "Got it."
Almos placed the brass mirror upright at the gate of the pattern. "When you step through, watch your reflection
in the mirror. If you see your face change, you have to cback immediately. Promise me."
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