By signing, you agree that any and all disputes with Metaship and its affiliates will be resolved informally and will be handled by Metaships internal intercession system. Under no circumstances will you or anyone on your behalf take any sort of legal action against Metaship or its affiliates and employees.
By signing this contract, you also agree with Metaships beliefs including its opposition to psychiatry and governmental standards and laws.
This wasn’t the only part of the contract that made him uncomfortable.
“By signing this, I dedicate my entire life span?” Braydon stared again …show more content…
Where does it say you can’t? Trust me, once you know more about our beliefs, our philosophy, you won’t want to follow anything else. You won’t fall for the lies that the world tells you anymore. You’ll be enlightened whether you stay here or not. We ask so little of you but will give you so much in return.”
Although he had doubts, his hand unconsciously sprung to life and signed the dotted line with a shaky signature.
“I knew you’d come round, Mr Thomas.” The woman smiled, her red lips parting on her flawlessly ivory face. “Now, we just need to unblock your mind.”
“Unblock my mind?” Braydon scratched his cheek.
“Please don’t worry, Sir. This is for your own benefit. We want to clear your mind of all suffering, to help you think straight and realise your potential.” The woman slid off her chair and power walked towards a dark oak door to her left. “Please, just talk to my associate. I’m sure she will put your mind at ease.”
Before he knew it, he had risen from his seat and was already walking towards the door, the glass of water and contract that were in his hands evaporated. Confusion dominated his thoughts, but he had to know more.
The woman brushed his arm and he took in her intoxicating sweet scent.
“Once again, we are so pleased you’re joining us.” She winked as she opened the door. “Please, take a seat and she’ll be right in to see …show more content…
“Close your eyes, Sir and let me do my magic.” Her smile was mischievous as her body inclined nearer though her arms remained propped on the chair. “Yes, that’s it, let me ask you a few questions.”
“Ok.” Reluctantly, Braydon closed his eyes though he had to admit, he did feel a little sleepy. “Tell me the first time you felt ridiculed for being your true self.”
Braydon searched his memory, taught by his mother to conceal his tricks of the mind, he knew he would have to regress. Although slightly dubious, after a few deep breaths, he finally decided to open up.
“I was a child…I could see things others couldn’t.”
His eyes were still closed, but he could still hear Scarlett’s soft voice clearly.
“That’s great, Mr. Thomas. How old were you?”
“Maybe about ten? I don’t know it was decades ago.”
“Please think back. Tell me more about the experience.”
“I was with a friend, a neighbour I grew up with. I didn’t realise I saw things differently to him until that day.”
“Please, explain more.”
Braydon bit the inside of his right cheek, it was a dark recollection and one he’d bottled up until