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Gassed at the Theater - SHR
🕑 Added 2023-07-20 18:40:31 +0000 UTCSleepygirl and her friends take a trip to movies, but will they actually stay awake long enough to see the film?
[NOTE: These are actual emails written by SleepyGirl, who was hypnotized to have a fantasy/dream while she slept, and then send me a description of it. You can find out more details HERE! ]
To: Sleepyhypno <Sleepyhypno@Gmail.com>
From: Sleepygirl <REDACTED>
Date:2-13-20XX
Subject: Gassed in the Theater
This kind of got pushed to the side while I was working on things the last few days. In any case maybe you were right about more dreams popping up now that I've got more free time. If this and the other one I had a few days ago, which I'll get to at some point, are any indication. Anyways, enjoy!
[Hypnotists Note: The reason more dreams popped up now that she was free was that we had more time for me to hypnotize her. It’s funny how that works out sometimes isn’t it?]
So in the dream I was standing in the lobby of a movie theater with some of my friends, if I remember correctly it was Eve, Laura and Jessy. The theater itself was large enough for everyone to not be crowded together, but still small enough to be able to see across the lobby and all of the people milling around. It was the in-between period of the evening, where people were starting to come out of movies and everyone else was waiting to go in. Which, in general, meant a lot of people were congregating in the lobby, talking and buying overly expensive food. The four of us were talking with one another as we tried to kill time, but mostly we ended up watching all the various types of people that were congregating around us. In the middle of that, though, I did happen to notice a few people that I recognized. Jill was following another group that was coming out of a movie and had stopped in the lobby, and Klaire was with another small group that looked like they were waiting to get into their own movie. Meanwhile, the group of us watched everyone come and go as we continued talking and waiting to go in and relax in the theater. They were all still roped off while they were cleaned so we had extra time to wait. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed some men move away from an arcade, or more of a game room really just because of the size, and into the lobby, splitting off into small groups as they did. It didn't really seem odd at the time since there were already a few groups scattered here and there. If anything, I assumed that maybe they were bored and just wanted to get back to their friends.
One of the men headed toward the direction of the group Klaire had found herself with and began talking to one of the girls in it. While they were talking I noticed him glance down at his watch, also not something I really thought twice about, before reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out a small canister of some kind. He was able to keep her engaged in the conversation easily enough while he rolled the can around in his hand, while she gave him the occasional curiously annoyed glance. Finally she must have asked him what he was holding, which made him grin as he held up the can. That didn’t ease her confusion and she continued giving him the same semi-annoyed look. The next thing I saw was him pushing a button on the top of the can as a thick white cloud of gas emerged from it. As the gas enveloped her face and she opened her mouth to speak, the effects instantly took hold and her eyes fluttered shut. Her body sagged as she slumped to the floor, unconscious. I didn't notice the reaction from the rest of her group, instead I found myself watching the other men I'd only first noticed a few minutes ago while they moved through the groups in the lobby, striking up conversations with those who hadn't been paying attention to what had just happened. Nearby, another man moved near the front door toward the group that Jill was standing with, but instead of moving toward the people, he walked over to the fan that was near one of the doors, circulating warm air throughout the lobby. As I continued watching, he casually adjusted the fan, almost looking as though he was a staff member trying to fix it, and pointed it toward the group. Once the fan was pointed in their direction, I watched as he crudely attached the can to the back of it and taped down the button to release the gas once it was secure. As he backed away from the fan, a steady stream of gas blew through the blades and vents - straight at Klaire and the others she was with. Klaire was the first to turn away from the conversation, and as the gas blew past her first and then into her face, her eyes rolled up into her head as she swayed for just a moment and fell to her knees. The rest of her body toppled over a moment later as she slumped to the ground, breathing softly but completely unconscious.
One of the other girls in her group turned around just as she gently landed on the floor, the stream of gas wafting past her face as she did. From where I stood it looked like she'd avoided it, but apparently I was wrong as a moment later she was on the ground herself and asleep next to Jill. I turned my attention away from their group as Eve, Laura, and Jessy had started to move into the hallway and toward our theater. As we walked down the hall I watched as another girl, who I realized was Jill, stood talking to a man who appeared to be showing her something with a flirty smile. When we passed by I saw it was just a watch, and I assumed the two of them knew each other until I heard a small hiss followed by a soft gasp. I turned my head in time to see a smaller, concentrated, stream of the gas come from the watch on his wrist and shoot directly toward her. She leaned back against the wall as it hit her, eyes closing, and started to slide down the wall little by little. She was only stopped by the man's arm sliding around her waist, holding her upright to keep her from hitting the floor but also copping a feel as he did so. I tried not to make it obvious that I was staring and caught up with the others as we finally entered our theater.
The theater was surprisingly still empty when we sat down, so much so that the four of us were the only ones in there. We sat down and went back to our conversations until I noticed it felt rather warm in there. Not in an unbearable way, but still just enough to be a little uncomfortable. Just as I noticed this, two men walked into the theater. In the dim lighting of the room, they didn't look like any of the others I had seen in the lobby, and were also wearing staff shirts, so I didn't think anything of it. They approached the four of us and smiled, and as I was about to say something to them one of them held out a small hand held fan (the ones that spin when you press a button, sometimes they have water bottles attached to create a mist too). When I gave an obviously confused look he explained that they were working on a problem with the air conditioning and were giving these out until the problem was fixed, and then handed each of us one. Before we could say anything else they smiled again and walked away while the four of us just looked at each other and shrugged. As they started showing trivia on the screen, I saw Laura looking over hers and pressing the button to make it spin. I went back to the trivia, hearing Jessy and Eve do the same with theirs, mostly to keep themselves entertained. After a few more minutes I started messing around with it myself out of boredom, and as I pressed the button on the fan I felt a blast of air hit my face. But as soon as it hit me I felt myself getting dizzy and sluggish. My body weakened and slumped back against my seat, and I had all I could do to keep my head upright. My eyes were barely open, but somehow I quickly managed to glance over at everyone else. Even through half lidded eyes I could see Eve and Laura slumped against one another, Laura’s head resting on Eve’s shoulder as both of them barely hung on to their fans. Next to them, Jessy was fast asleep as well, head tipped back and mouth hanging open ever so slightly as her fan rested in her lap. The last thing I saw as my eyes slipped shut were two figures moving up the stairs and toward our seats.
The rest of it is kind of fuzzy, I was vaguely aware of being carried somewhere and felt up along the way, then made love to before I finally came to. When everything came back into focus I was back in my seat. I looked around, noting that Eve, Laura and Jessy had the same looks of confusion on their faces and that their clothes were more than a bit disheveled, too. All while the credits of the end of the movie were rolling up on the screen. Sorry a lot of it was kind of fuzzy, it's been a hectic week and apparently I didn't do too well at keeping track of things, in any case I hope you enjoyed it! But now it is time for me to forget!
Thanks to Sleepygirl for doing the editing for me. [and in the case of this story, writing it]
