Recent accusations have surfaced that I’m some kind of a witch who goes around casting spells on people, turning them into hopelessly devoted worshippers… but certainly you don’t actually believe the claims written in that report, do you officer? Why don’t you take a closer look at my hands and feet. Examine them closely for any traces of magic. A little closer now. A little closer now. Watch how they move. Listen to the easy lull of my words. You just might find yourself slipping unsuspectingly into a deep, deep trance. See how easily I can snap you in and out of trance? See how easily I can make you follow my every order? You’re all mine now. This interrogation ends when I say it does.