I woke up this morning at 0527 a.m., feeling frantic and gasping for air. I’m currently experiencing the episodes of getting vivid dreams that leave negative feelings in my chest. Those feelings still fog in my chest and I wish I could vomit them all out. The dream I had earlier was creepy. It was about an outbreak of mass psychogenic illness, whereby people automatically acting like zombies (hysteric) — minus the biting people part when they see a weird indigenous person making a weird dance. At first the cause were unknown, but the number of people getting “infected” was massive and it was contagious when anyone see victims of the MPI doing the said ritual in a group. So we had to eliminate those hysteric from the group. It was overwhelming me because I remembered asking some mildly infected individuals about what did they detect in the surrounding when the group was (as if being hypnotic). The mildly infected individuals provided similar responses regarding that (as in noticing only one pair of slipper somewhere near the location of incidents) and I remembered the faint memory of seeing a weird round and stubby indigenous who made a funny ritual-like dance with slippers on his hands. 

Soon after collecting those responses, I retreated back to our quarantine hall and I was among the front liners who guarded the entrance and trying to spot anything unusual. It was then that I saw him. My mind was racing with thoughts, weighing on possibilities and risk. It was until then that picked the most low risk individuals (those with low attention span towards their surrounding) to test my hypothesis. I pulled those boys to separately observe the weird indigenous person who was continuously doing that ritual while staring directly at my subjects. I clicked my fingers towards Subject A to call for his attention and he snapped back to reality soon after. I said, “________ do you notice the dancing man out there?” While pointing out at the indigenous man. Subject A didn’t reply, but his eyes were staring ahead at him, totally focused and hypnotised now, and I notice a sudden rapid heaving on his chest and his fingers were fidgeting, pupils dilated. It took seconds for Subject A to activate the initial physical reaction of hysteria. He began with slightly tilting his head and gaping his mouth as if trying to let out a hysterical gasp or hiss but before he could do it, I covered his eyes with a cloth and had two other helpers to tie him around and aggressively shake his body to bring back his conscious state. After awhile, he recovered before things were irreversible. 

Subject B was pulled forward to do the same and we observed his reactions for the second time now. But experimenting a contagious illness that can be spread through physical visualisation took a toll on me and I had to forcefully stay conscious. Once astray, it’ll be the end for us. But having to control my mind from that — was the toughest thing while trying to keep the subjects conscious too. So I volunteered for the role to aggressively shake my subjects so I at the same time am making movements to bring awareness on my surrounding too. When the indigenous person realised that he failed to hypnotise the subjects, he grunted in response while staring at me, not caring that he dropped one of his slippers. I kept a mental note that him leaving trails could have significance in trying to hypnotise people. I could never be so sure about it but I had to take the safest calculation to understand the onset of this mass psychogenic illness.