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"I'll have to ask that you not panic, Yana, during the treatment." Dr. Erwin set his glasses back on when turning around to face Yana directly, adjusting them. "The key to my hypnosis is not to fight it. If you go in with a skeptic mind, your brain will ultimately reject it. If you become frightened, just tap the side of the chair twice." He took a chair opposite to the one he instructed Yana to sit in, sitting in front of her with one hand to his red-tinted glasses. "Now, Yana...are you ready?"

The komodo swallowed, nodding softly. "Yessir."

With that, the basilisk took his tinted glasses off, opening his eyes to stare directly at Yana. Her gaze met his piercing, yellow stare, the unnatural hue and glow of his eyes distracting her thoughts. Almost instantly, she could feel a strange stiffness to herself, every muscle in her form going limp and statuesque. It was both terrifying and enticing. The world around her started to go black and empty, as her mind became hazy, drifting, unfocused. It was like her brain became an untuned television, where the only channel it picked up was white static. She understood this to become stronger the more she lost herself into the basilisk's eyes; his cold, stone-like eyes. Very faintly, her mind followed his words.

"Relax your mind. Let your breathing become natural; do not think about it, merely let it be. All you really must do is focus on my voice, and the words my voice creates, as I instill upon your mind some basic truths."

Instinctively, Yana felt herself relax, further and further into Erwin's voice. It felt so simple to just give into it, to let it into her thoughts...but something, like a red flag, began to rear itself in the back of her head. No matter how much she tried to force it away, it became stronger, stronger still, to the point that she couldn't ignore it any longer. In a jolt of reflexive action, her arm not only tapped the side of the chair, it practically slammed into it, twice, to convey to stop the treatment. Dr. Erwin sighed, but nodded respectfully, closing his eyes and donning his tinted glasses once more. He snapped his fingers sharply to bring Yana back into reality, and she started with a shiver. "I-I'm sorry, I got worried, and-"

"It's fine, Yana. You're not the first to end the session prematurely." the doctor stood up, looking over his clipboard, and jotting down notes. Subject became unwilling to continue with her first session. Will work on making her more subjective to the treatment. Finishing, he sat the clipboard back down, and gestures for a handshake. "I must apologize for frightening you. We can attempt this again another time, if you wish."

Yana nodded respectfully. "I-I'll think about it, Dr. Erwin."

"Please, call me Richard," the basilisk doctor replied. "I prefer to be on a first-name basis with my more adult patients; it improves my ability to work with them."

"W-well..thank you, Dr. E-I mean, Richard." Yana gave Richard a dopey smile, trying her best to be calm around him with her frayed nerves. She finally met his handshake, realizing that the man has quite a firm grip to him; not something she expected at first glance. She walked out of Dr. Erwin's office, to the comforting voice of her friend, Jen.

"Hey, hot stuff. He was pretty quick with you, I see." The fox wrapped an arm around Yana's shoulder, squeezing it tight. "Or did you chicken out?"

Yana blushed, slinking down into herself. "I, uh...chickened out."

Jen shook her head, smiling. "Tsk tsk. C'mon, Yana, if you wanted this so much, you gotta be on-ball about it!"

Dr. Erwin walked out of his office for a brief moment, hoping to catch Yana's attention. "I apologize, before you go..I must ask for your E-mail."

"Huh? E-mail?" Yana countered in confusion.

"Merely to help keep patient-to-doctor communications." The basilisk adjusted his glasses as he spoke in that professional tone of his that he does so well. "We can better discuss the terms of your treatment and how to better-tailor it for your psyche, without the need of us having to be in my office for it."

Yana looked at the doctor, skeptic, before nodding. "That sounds...reasonable, I guess." She gave him her E-mail address, down to the numbers, as he wrote it down. "Thanks, uh, Richard."

"You're quite welcome," the doctor replied with a courteous smile. He then left Yana and Jen to walk back out to Yana's car, where Jen had something interesting to add:

"That's weird. He never asked me for _my _E-mail." She put the car out of park, reversing out. "And he rarely ever goes by a first-name basis.." Yana heard Jen muttering to herself, and she started to have similar concerns. Was the doctor, in his own, creepy way...hitting on Yana? Perhaps a thought to leave reserved for another time. For now, it was time to head home.