Patterns of light
Added 2021-12-30 13:15:37 +0000 UTCYou find yourself in a trap, though, you might not mind that for long...
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A square of light filled your vision. And then another. The dark room was being illuminated by screens, all around the walls. Screens that began to pulse and ripple with patterns of light. Patterns that made it hard to concentrate, to focus. It was very easy to get lost though.
Lost in the patterns of colour and light that warped across your vision. Was there a face? Was there a person? In the room with you? Had that been a touch on your bare chest just now? You couldn’t tell. The patterns were filling your mind. You couldn’t focus on anything else.
And then the voice began. A whisper, a breath in your ear. And then another. Encouraging you to look. To lose yourself to the colourful trap that you found yourself in. It felt good to give in. To submit. And when you had given in. Then the reprogramming could start.
You wanted that, didn’t you? You wanted to let yourself be reprogrammed. You wanted to serve. Some of the words were making your mind hesitate. They felt… off. But the colours were so easy to look at. It was impossible to think. So easy to listen. To obey.
The colours kept washing over you. Just like the words were washing over you. And slowly, gradually, the hesitation in your mind was stopping. You wanted more of this feeling. And if obedience and reprogramming was the price to pay, you would do so gladly.
