I Belong to the Grim Reaper

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Session 1, Tape 1, Patient #1318XXXX, Simmons, J. Christine
Presided by: Doctor Reagim Rerp

"So, tell me, when do these nightmares happen?" He asked, his notebook in hand and his pen ready.
"And when did they first start?"

"I've been having them since the murder of my parents. It's been 3 years. They've progressed over time. They're more vivid and dangerous now, and quite frankly, I'm tired of suffering from them."

He finished writing, "What happens in them?"
"I die," I answered plainly.

"Elaborate," he squinted at me.
"Just hypnotize me and make it go away," I begged, not caring to go into detail about this because I was certain he'd call me psychotic.

"In order for this work, you have to comply," he urged.

"I'm trying my best but I'm tired. I haven't slept," I said. "It's really hard for me to stay awake right now. I just want some help."

That must've been the golden phrase. He dismissed his notebook and pen and walked over to me. "Lay back and close your eyes." He wandered off and I could hear him shuffling in his office. I heard the flick of a lighter, the light scent of jasmine floating up my nostril. "Relax and think of good things."

I heard him clap a small bell every ten seconds, "Focus on the bell. Tell me where you are in your head right now."

"I'm at the diner on Seventh with my mom and dad. She's wearing her favorite yellow dress with the pink roses in her hair that I stole from my old neighbor's, Poppy, lawn. My dad is laughing because I'm laughing at how ridiculous he looks with cherry pie and vanilla whip cream smothered across his face," I reminisced.

"Open your eyes," he said. He was right in front of me, a shiny metallic ring in his hand that was swaying gently. "Look here and when I count to the three, you will sleep."

"Count back from ten with me," he instructed. "Never take your eyes off the disc."

I nodded. Deep breath.

Swing, Swing. "Ten. Nine. Eight." He slightly paused in his count."Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One." The disc kept swinging. And swinging. And swinging.

"One. Two. Three. Asleep," he said.

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