“I want you to hypnotise me,” said Matthew.
“You want us to what?!” screeched Alice, outraged.
James looked at her in distaste. “Was that really a necessary reaction?” he asked. “He only asked us to hypnotise him. He didn’t ask us to murder puppies and then dance around with their corpses.”
Alice looked at him with disdain. “Do you have any idea how dangerous hypnotism can be? You could implant all sorts of ideas, make him do –” she broke off. “Hypnotism,” she said brightly. “What a wonderful idea.”
Matthew stared icily at her. “I don’t want you to make me do anything,” he said. “What I want is to find out what Clio was teaching us, and why she didn’t want us to know.”
“You think she told us why she couldn’t tell us?” Alice raised her eyebrows in polite disbelief. She paused, tilting her head to one side in consideration. “Did that even make sense?”
"No,” Matthew replied ignoring her last question and speaking slowly, as if to a particularly dense child. “But I think that if I work out what she was telling us, I can also work out why she didn’t want us to know.”
“I still say hypnotism is dangerous,” said Alice. “You’re placing yourself in an incredibly vulnerable state for this knowledge, are you sure it’s worth it?”
“It’s worth it,” said Matthew, grimly.
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