Ch. 1: Blythe and Dr. Ali
Blythe Baxter, a 17 year old fashionista, is walking with her best friend, 17-year-old baker Youngmee Song, to the office of Dr. Sven G. Ali, a European therapist in Downtown City.
"Thanks for coming with me, Youngmee." said Blythe.
"Anything for my bestie, Blythe." smiled Youngmee.
"You know, I hear this guy is the best," said Blythe.
"I bet he is," joked Youngmee," What was it you wanted to talk to him about again?"
"The constant thoughts I'm having about my mother, Betty." Blythe said.
"Oh, right," said Youngmee knowingly, "you told me that she could speak to pets as well."
Blythe nodded as they resumed their journey.
Eventually, they came to their destination, a small office with a one story window.
Blythe and Youngmee came up to the female receptionist and the former said, "I have a reservation here for 1:30."
"The receptionist checked her list and said, "Of course, Blythe Baxter. The doctor will see you now."
Youngmee came to Blythe and said, "Blythe, whatever happens to you, just know that I've always..."
"Youngmee," Blythe said in annoyance, "it's not like I'll be going through surgery. I'm just getting some therapy."
"I know," Youngmee said in embarrassment.
"You know what, just stay here," Blythe ordered, "I'll be done in about half-an-hour or so."
Youngmee nodded and sat in a chair while Blythe went to the doctor's office.
"Dr. Ali?"
Suddenly, a middle aged man with thick black hair and having a beard came out.
"Ah, you must be ms. Baxter," said the main in a European accent, "Dr. Sven. G. Ali, at your service."
"Thank you doctor," said Blythe politely, "can we get started? I'd figure it be best if I tell you the exact details."
"Please, go ahead,: urged Dr. Ali.
About 5 minutes later, Blythe was sitting on a on a couch right across Dr. A.'s chair.
"So," said Dr. A. while putting a finger to his chin in thought, "you're saying you have this gift that you inherited from your mother, which you like to keep a secret, and you've read a journal your mother wrote detailing about the gift, but you feel as though there is more to learn?"
"That about sums it up," Blythe shrugged, "I also would like to know where she got it from."
"Well Ms. Baxter," said Dr. Ali slyly, "I think I have just the solution for your little plight."
"What is it?" asked Blythe.
"Dr. Ali pulled out a pocket watch and began twirling it around Blythe's face.
"Look deep into the watch, Blythe," said Dr. Ali dramatically, "Relax your mind watch the watch twirl and twirl."
Blythe gaped when looking at the watch, but closed her mouth and she couldn't take her eyes off the watch. It was so spellbinding and pretty to look at.
As Blythe kept starring, her eye pupils shrank to pin prints and pretty soon, she was hunched over with her arms handing limb and loose, showing that she was completely hypnotized.
"Now," continued Dr. Ali while the watch was still twirling, "when I count to 3, you will fall into a deep sleep."
Blythe mindlessly nodded as if she was a puppet being manipulated.
"1," As he said this Blythe's eyelids started to droop as her mouth was hung open ajar.
"2," Her eyelids were nearly there as she lowered her head a bit.
"3!" As if a gong sounded, the hypnotized Blythe's eyes were shut all the way, her mouth closed with a smile and she laid back on the chair as her right arm was hung loosely from the open side and she was breathing slowly.
"All right then Blythe," said Dr. Ali, resuming the treatment, "you shall look back!"
As he resumed talking, we cut to Blythe's face, still content in her trance/sleep, as it slowly began showing different stages of emotion while Dr. Ali's voiced filled the atmosphere.
"Look back at what your mother did while having this gift you have. See everything she did with it and how she got in the first place."
Blythe eventually came to a face of confusion as she opened her eyes, with her pupils back to ther normal, large state before saying, "See how she got it? How the heck am I suppose to..."
Before she finished, she gave a surprised look as around her, there was a giant red swirl (symbolizing the hypnosis she was under) and looked down to see the spiral swirling below her her like a vortex.
"Oh, no." Blythe said fearfully as she fell straight toward the portal.
TO BE CONTINUED...
