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Are you able to guess who is taking you under this time...?

As your footsteps echo through the empty hall at night, you see no one. People like you weren't supposed to be near the labs and very few had access to any room here. You were given the permission, however. You were invited to the silent depths of the maze the labs were. As much as you stayed away from these usually, you were there to help. That, and, admittedly, you were actually curious what could be inside. She spent so much time there these days...

With recent events, it's not surprising though. You stare at the long corridor. Dim lights of the candles and lamps do help to know where you are, but only a little. You see tons of doors to each side, then check your small card. There's actually a tiny, detailed map on it, but you are uncertain where you are supposed to go. Then you see one of the doors open in the distance, illuminating the corridor more.

A head peeks out. You recognize your "host" who is now looking left and right. Yeah, you were a bit late due to how hard it was to navigate through the maze the castle was. The girl notices you and smiles a little, then motions for you to come to her. It's hard to tell much besides the shape of hers due to how little light there was in the corridor. You, unsure, walk towards her. She enters the room. Seems like she wants you to come in with her.

As you enter the room, you notice two lamps keeping it bright. You now notice the tall girl is wearing a white lab coat. Thanks to her specific hair, the coat is clean. You ponder what touching it would feel like. She's holding a file in her left hand, while her right hand wields a pen. She's writing something down. You can see her eyes squint a little behind the glasses she's wearing. Her eyes flick between you and the file as she takes notes. You take your time to look around.

There was a furnace to the right, currently empty and silent. Above the furnace there were shelves with many bottles, some have liquids of various colors inside. Your eyes move then to the left. Next to the furnace there's a table with various tools, some admittedly looked scary. "Was she planning to use any of these?" - the thought appears in your head. Syringes, bonesaws, chainsaws, scalpels, syringes of various container and needle sizes.

You, unsure, look at the wall. There are some bags hanged on the nails, presumably containing some ingredients used in alchemy. The sign above them "Powders" suggests their content might be just that. You finally look to the left and notice there's another entrance to another room. It seems to be completely dark though. Next to the entrance you can see yet another table with another set of tools.

A few helmets with multiple holes in them and sockets installed, some cables, a few pins, keyboards and several steel boxes are all there is. Then your gaze lands on the center of the room, where there's one regular chair you often see at people's houses and one chair that you'd see at dentist. It seems to be modified a little, several cables rest around it and hang above it. There are also slots to attach things. You don't have a slightest clue what one could attach to them, but the science-focused girl next to you probably knows.

Speaking of whom, she's no longer taking notes and her eyes are measuring you. She puts away the file and smiles again. With a gesture of her hand she requests you to sit on the dentist chair. You hesitate for a moment, but sit down. Your eyes land on the table with sharp tools that was now to your left, your concern growing. Her gaze follows yours. After a short moment she's looking at you again and shakes her head quietly, holding up her hands. So she wasn't planning to use these...? It was a relief, but then what was she planning?

Only then you also notice several belts on the armrests of the chair that could be used to restrain anyone sitting in it. They looked pretty strong. The girl shakes her head again though and grabs the belts on the left, then rolls them and pushes inside the armrest's hidden container. She follows the same routine with the other armrest. You lay back, reassured she won't be restraining you. The girl taps her chin, staring at you.

She holds up her finger as if she suddenly got an idea or remembered something. She walks over to the table and grabs several helmets. They strangely remind you of those used in movies. Soon the girl is standing next to you, trying to pick the right size for your head. She mumbles quietly until she puts the one that seemed to be the most fitting one. She puts the rest away and grabs a small bottle.

Then, she pours some of the colorless, warm liquid from the inside of the bottle and rubs it in your hair. It feels nice, you had to admit. You allow yourself to relax a little as she ensures to spread the liquid around your hair. Eventually, she grabs a towel and cleans her hands, then puts the helmet on your head. Then, she grabs a cable from the table and one end she puts in one of the sockets, while the other in the slot above your head.

The computer next to the armchair boots up. The girl moves the chair and sits in front of it, then begins to type on keyboard, from time to time you can hear clicks. You are again growing a little unsure, your heart beat speeds up a little. The girl suddenly gets up and walks over to the table, where she picks up her file and pen. She takes some notes as she looks at the readings that are now visible on the screen of her computer. You don't understand these lines, possibly because from your position you weren't able to see much.

She nods to herself and hums as she's jotting down something on the file. You then realize you feel something soft on your ears. It almost feels like you were wearing headphones... the girl gives you another reassuring smile once she's done taking notes and puts down the file next to the computer screen. She then types something more and after a few clicks, you begin to hear music. The girl looks at you and squints her eyes, studying your features.

She then looks at the computer and begins to take notes. She again holds up her finger as she suddenly gets up and moves to the table with sharp tools. She grabs them all and kneels, then begins to carefully put them inside a big suitcase under the table. Soon, the table is clean. The girl closes the suitcase and comes back to you, her eyes study the readings on the computer. You hear her mutter "Interesting..." as she jots down something again.

Then, she looks at you and then points at your helmet, tapping it. "Music?" the girl asks quietly as she begins to browse, switching the soundtrack every once in a while, apparently wanting you to pick the one that makes you the most comfortable. She doesn't stop jotting down the notes. Eventually you pick your favorite that appears to be the most tranquil one of them all to you. The girl smiles and puts it on loop.

She takes a deep breath in and takes a few more notes. Her long hair is reflecting a bit of the light of the room. It looks incredibly smooth. You take a few moments to look at it until you pay attention to the woman's focused face again. She finally nods to herself and puts away the file. She claps her hands and looks at you, then moves her chair closer. She reaches inside her coat's pocket and fiddles with something until her face lights up.

She pulls out something. It shimmers and sparkles in the light of the room. You recognize a typical, golden pocket watch. She smiles a little and moves closer to you with her chair. She takes a peek at the computer, then she puts her all attention to you. The girl's slender, pretty hand grabs the end of the chain and she holds it up in front of your eyes, makaing sure the watch's "face" is what you can see. She presses a button on top of the watch.

Suddenly, the part of the watch where one could see time opens up, revealing a pink-purple spiral within. It begins to spin slowly. The girl points at the watch and begins to gently swing it. The movement of the watch isn't very fast, it's just sluggishly moving left... and right... right... and left... you are pondering what exactly is she doing, but you soon find yourself staring right into the spiral.

It's strangely captivating, the cascade of pink and purple just swirling, creating a vortex. Vortex that was gentle, vortex that was soothing. Your eyes are locked with the watch, flying left and right with it as the spiral spins. It all seems to be in harmony... the music, the sway of the watch and the swirling spiral. You gaze into it, calming down a little. The girl takes looks at the computer from time to time, sometimes taking a deep breath.

Speaking of deep breaths, you begin taking those. Scientist remains silent as she lets the watch swing. She curiously studies your face as you follow the watch helplessly, comfortably resting on the chair. It suddenly feels warmer... softer... it's as if it was starting to embrace you.

Your vision begins to blur a little as you relax, each swing of the watch releasing another
wave of warmth in your body, flowing from your feet to your head. The watch's movements, the spinning spiral... both are simply mesmerizing. All your stress, all your tension... they are washed away by the lullaby the music became. You were never this relaxed before and it seems like you were going to sink even further into the ocean of tranquility.

The girl is certainly amused, her interest piqued. She does her best to remain composed though and her mind takes notes from what she sees on computer's screen. You don't see all that as everything became blurry already. Everything except the watch. Your thoughts are harder and harder to gather, each swing just dispersing them.

You hear quiet words enter your mind from time to time, presumably coming from the girl who tries to enhance the effect. Her voice is almost motherly, filling your mind with peace as she speaks. It feels good to keep relaxing and you would not want to do anything else. You feel your body grow a little numb as your muscles go limp. Every single fibre in your body, no matter how small, is relaxing. All the tension is long gone by now.

You may not see it, but your eyes mirror the spiral of the watch. Each second allows in more and more of that hypnotic energy, enveloping you in a cloud. Cloud you could feel safe in. Your breathing is deep and slow, your heart beat slows down a little. You are experiencing almost complete bliss, unable to worry or think about anything. Even the spiral itself begins to become blurry as your eyelids grow heavy.

Everything begins to become distant. Sounds, music, any other stimuli you could ever receive. Every stimuli except for the hypnotic voice now filling your mind. Even though few words are being said, they echo for minutes in your empty mind as it slowly surrenders. You lack the will to move, to think, to do anything but stare. And it feels good to be so empty, so devoid of all worries.

Your eyelids weigh more and more as you are being taken into beautiful woman's power. The watch's spiral is so draining, so tiring to stare at... you are incredibly drowsy, your mind can't even begin to try comprehending what was going on as you are slowly drifting off. Your eyes still watch the pocket watch, flying left and right, even though they were so sleepy...

You are so incredibly sleepy. So incredibly exhausted... and the magical combination working on your mind does only deepen that feeling. It's so hard to keep these eyelids open and yet you can't close them. You want to close them though, feeling drowsy and feeling ready to just sink completely. Sink into the new feeling, new state you've never experienced before...

Eventually, you feel your forehead become suddenly warmer. Something smooth's touching it. After a short moment the rosy blur reveals itself to be girl's hand. She slowly moves it down, the skin of her palm feeling so soft, smooth and warm in touch. It feels a bit like a rubber in touch, yet it has more of "silk" feel to it. You weren't able to think to actually guess it was her hand. All you knew about the sensation was that it made you feel even better.

Your eyes are closed and you sink into deep, relaxed sleep. Sleep you weren't expecting to be guided into. While you rest here, unaware of what's going on, the scientist gently caresses your cheek for a moment. She smiles, finding you even cute in this state. At the same time, she's curious. The girl moves over to the computer and begins taking notes again. It was going to be a long night for her and definitely fruitful one... while you'd rest on your comfy bed, ready to help her and at the same time sleeping soundly... Science is truly beautiful in right hands.

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Are you able to guess who is taking you under this time...?

As your footsteps echo through the empty hall at night, you see no one. People like you weren't supposed to be near the labs and very few had access to any room here. You were given the permission, however. You were invited to the silent depths of the maze the labs were. As much as you stayed away from these usually, you were there to help. That, and, admittedly, you were actually curious what could be inside. She spent so much time there these days...

With recent events, it's not surprising though. You stare at the long corridor. Dim lights of the candles and lamps do help to know where you are, but only a little. You see tons of doors to each side, then check your small card. There's actually a tiny, detailed map on it, but you are uncertain where you are supposed to go. Then you see one of the doors open in the distance, illuminating the corridor more.

A head peeks out. You recognize your "host" who is now looking left and right. Yeah, you were a bit late due to how hard it was to navigate through the maze the castle was. The girl notices you and smiles a little, then motions for you to come to her. It's hard to tell much besides the shape of hers due to how little light there was in the corridor. You, unsure, walk towards her. She enters the room. Seems like she wants you to come in with her.

As you enter the room, you notice two lamps keeping it bright. You now notice the tall girl is wearing a white lab coat. Thanks to her specific hair, the coat is clean. You ponder what touching it would feel like. She's holding a file in her left hand, while her right hand wields a pen. She's writing something down. You can see her eyes squint a little behind the glasses she's wearing. Her eyes flick between you and the file as she takes notes. You take your time to look around.

There was a furnace to the right, currently empty and silent. Above the furnace there were shelves with many bottles, some have liquids of various colors inside. Your eyes move then to the left. Next to the furnace there's a table with various tools, some admittedly looked scary. "Was she planning to use any of these?" - the thought appears in your head. Syringes, bonesaws, chainsaws, scalpels, syringes of various container and needle sizes.

You, unsure, look at the wall. There are some bags hanged on the nails, presumably containing some ingredients used in alchemy. The sign above them "Powders" suggests their content might be just that. You finally look to the left and notice there's another entrance to another room. It seems to be completely dark though. Next to the entrance you can see yet another table with another set of tools.

A few helmets with multiple holes in them and sockets installed, some cables, a few pins, keyboards and several steel boxes are all there is. Then your gaze lands on the center of the room, where there's one regular chair you often see at people's houses and one chair that you'd see at dentist. It seems to be modified a little, several cables rest around it and hang above it. There are also slots to attach things. You don't have a slightest clue what one could attach to them, but the science-focused girl next to you probably knows.

Speaking of whom, she's no longer taking notes and her eyes are measuring you. She puts away the file and smiles again. With a gesture of her hand she requests you to sit on the dentist chair. You hesitate for a moment, but sit down. Your eyes land on the table with sharp tools that was now to your left, your concern growing. Her gaze follows yours. After a short moment she's looking at you again and shakes her head quietly, holding up her hands. So she wasn't planning to use these...? It was a relief, but then what was she planning?

Only then you also notice several belts on the armrests of the chair that could be used to restrain anyone sitting in it. They looked pretty strong. The girl shakes her head again though and grabs the belts on the left, then rolls them and pushes inside the armrest's hidden container. She follows the same routine with the other armrest. You lay back, reassured she won't be restraining you. The girl taps her chin, staring at you.

She holds up her finger as if she suddenly got an idea or remembered something. She walks over to the table and grabs several helmets. They strangely remind you of those used in movies. Soon the girl is standing next to you, trying to pick the right size for your head. She mumbles quietly until she puts the one that seemed to be the most fitting one. She puts the rest away and grabs a small bottle.

Then, she pours some of the colorless, warm liquid from the inside of the bottle and rubs it in your hair. It feels nice, you had to admit. You allow yourself to relax a little as she ensures to spread the liquid around your hair. Eventually, she grabs a towel and cleans her hands, then puts the helmet on your head. Then, she grabs a cable from the table and one end she puts in one of the sockets, while the other in the slot above your head.

The computer next to the armchair boots up. The girl moves the chair and sits in front of it, then begins to type on keyboard, from time to time you can hear clicks. You are again growing a little unsure, your heart beat speeds up a little. The girl suddenly gets up and walks over to the table, where she picks up her file and pen. She takes some notes as she looks at the readings that are now visible on the screen of her computer. You don't understand these lines, possibly because from your position you weren't able to see much.

She nods to herself and hums as she's jotting down something on the file. You then realize you feel something soft on your ears. It almost feels like you were wearing headphones... the girl gives you another reassuring smile once she's done taking notes and puts down the file next to the computer screen. She then types something more and after a few clicks, you begin to hear music. The girl looks at you and squints her eyes, studying your features.

She then looks at the computer and begins to take notes. She again holds up her finger as she suddenly gets up and moves to the table with sharp tools. She grabs them all and kneels, then begins to carefully put them inside a big suitcase under the table. Soon, the table is clean. The girl closes the suitcase and comes back to you, her eyes study the readings on the computer. You hear her mutter "Interesting..." as she jots down something again.

Then, she looks at you and then points at your helmet, tapping it. "Music?" the girl asks quietly as she begins to browse, switching the soundtrack every once in a while, apparently wanting you to pick the one that makes you the most comfortable. She doesn't stop jotting down the notes. Eventually you pick your favorite that appears to be the most tranquil one of them all to you. The girl smiles and puts it on loop.

She takes a deep breath in and takes a few more notes. Her long hair is reflecting a bit of the light of the room. It looks incredibly smooth. You take a few moments to look at it until you pay attention to the woman's focused face again. She finally nods to herself and puts away the file. She claps her hands and looks at you, then moves her chair closer. She reaches inside her coat's pocket and fiddles with something until her face lights up.

She pulls out something. It shimmers and sparkles in the light of the room. You recognize a typical, golden pocket watch. She smiles a little and moves closer to you with her chair. She takes a peek at the computer, then she puts her all attention to you. The girl's slender, pretty hand grabs the end of the chain and she holds it up in front of your eyes, makaing sure the watch's "face" is what you can see. She presses a button on top of the watch.

Suddenly, the part of the watch where one could see time opens up, revealing a pink-purple spiral within. It begins to spin slowly. The girl points at the watch and begins to gently swing it. The movement of the watch isn't very fast, it's just sluggishly moving left... and right... right... and left... you are pondering what exactly is she doing, but you soon find yourself staring right into the spiral.

It's strangely captivating, the cascade of pink and purple just swirling, creating a vortex. Vortex that was gentle, vortex that was soothing. Your eyes are locked with the watch, flying left and right with it as the spiral spins. It all seems to be in harmony... the music, the sway of the watch and the swirling spiral. You gaze into it, calming down a little. The girl takes looks at the computer from time to time, sometimes taking a deep breath.

Speaking of deep breaths, you begin taking those. Scientist remains silent as she lets the watch swing. She curiously studies your face as you follow the watch helplessly, comfortably resting on the chair. It suddenly feels warmer... softer... it's as if it was starting to embrace you.

Your vision begins to blur a little as you relax, each swing of the watch releasing another
wave of warmth in your body, flowing from your feet to your head. The watch's movements, the spinning spiral... both are simply mesmerizing. All your stress, all your tension... they are washed away by the lullaby the music became. You were never this relaxed before and it seems like you were going to sink even further into the ocean of tranquility.

The girl is certainly amused, her interest piqued. She does her best to remain composed though and her mind takes notes from what she sees on computer's screen. You don't see all that as everything became blurry already. Everything except the watch. Your thoughts are harder and harder to gather, each swing just dispersing them.

You hear quiet words enter your mind from time to time, presumably coming from the girl who tries to enhance the effect. Her voice is almost motherly, filling your mind with peace as she speaks. It feels good to keep relaxing and you would not want to do anything else. You feel your body grow a little numb as your muscles go limp. Every single fibre in your body, no matter how small, is relaxing. All the tension is long gone by now.

You may not see it, but your eyes mirror the spiral of the watch. Each second allows in more and more of that hypnotic energy, enveloping you in a cloud. Cloud you could feel safe in. Your breathing is deep and slow, your heart beat slows down a little. You are experiencing almost complete bliss, unable to worry or think about anything. Even the spiral itself begins to become blurry as your eyelids grow heavy.

Everything begins to become distant. Sounds, music, any other stimuli you could ever receive. Every stimuli except for the hypnotic voice now filling your mind. Even though few words are being said, they echo for minutes in your empty mind as it slowly surrenders. You lack the will to move, to think, to do anything but stare. And it feels good to be so empty, so devoid of all worries.

Your eyelids weigh more and more as you are being taken into beautiful woman's power. The watch's spiral is so draining, so tiring to stare at... you are incredibly drowsy, your mind can't even begin to try comprehending what was going on as you are slowly drifting off. Your eyes still watch the pocket watch, flying left and right, even though they were so sleepy...

You are so incredibly sleepy. So incredibly exhausted... and the magical combination working on your mind does only deepen that feeling. It's so hard to keep these eyelids open and yet you can't close them. You want to close them though, feeling drowsy and feeling ready to just sink completely. Sink into the new feeling, new state you've never experienced before...

Eventually, you feel your forehead become suddenly warmer. Something smooth's touching it. After a short moment the rosy blur reveals itself to be girl's hand. She slowly moves it down, the skin of her palm feeling so soft, smooth and warm in touch. It feels a bit like a rubber in touch, yet it has more of "silk" feel to it. You weren't able to think to actually guess it was her hand. All you knew about the sensation was that it made you feel even better.

Your eyes are closed and you sink into deep, relaxed sleep. Sleep you weren't expecting to be guided into. While you rest here, unaware of what's going on, the scientist gently caresses your cheek for a moment. She smiles, finding you even cute in this state. At the same time, she's curious. The girl moves over to the computer and begins taking notes again. It was going to be a long night for her and definitely fruitful one... while you'd rest on your comfy bed, ready to help her and at the same time sleeping soundly... Science is truly beautiful in right hands.