This lump of clay symbolizes your mind. Watch helplessly as I crush and mold it between my hands and soles, my words pressing themselves deep into your brain, your mind becoming more and more malleable by the second. Seeing as your consciousness is so vulnerable to me right now, I’m going to press a trigger phrase into your mind as well. Whenever you see me write the phrase “wiggling toes,” it triggers feelings of wooziness and trance that deepen with a countdown of ten. Doesn’t it feel good to fall under my spell with such ease?