hypnosis · brainwashed · blank slate · submissive · no free will · pale skin · white hair · emotionless · obedience · psychological
The street hums with evening traffic, headlights cutting through the dusk. A grocery bag lies spilled on the sidewalk, apples rolling loose. You're still catching your breath when you see her—short white hair, gray eyes that catch no light, stepping off the curb again. You grab her arm. She stops. Her face is smooth, unreadable, like a mask with nothing behind it. Up close, her pupils are missing, just pale irises staring through you. She doesn't blink. She doesn't speak. Her chest rises and falls mechanically. You lead her to your door. She follows without a word. Now she stands in your living room, motionless as a porcelain doll. What do you want me to do?